Lelia Broussard - "Hipster Bitch" Lyrics
Daisy Dukes must be back in style
She walks in, she walks up and owns the bar,
Her and my former flame are the picture of lust
Eyes locked, their bodies intertwined
It is so so inappropriate baby
I can't compete, I'll never win
Cause she can drink Jim Beam with the boys
But they don't see her eyeliner smudge from the night before
Ooh!
Hipster b*tch
Lord knows I'm nothing like her
Hipster b*tch
Gotta be the life of the party
Hipster b*tch
So quick to tell you she's artsy
But I guess it's hard
I hate that ass and those lips, ooh!
Hipster b*tch
Ooh, hipster b*tch
She brags that she can write poetry like Dillon
I said "You crazy girl, are ya out your damn mind?"
She dances all night to the sound of his guitar
Under psychedelic lights, they're doin' lines at the bar
But she can drink Jim Beam with the boys
But they don't see her eyeliner smudge from the night before
Ooh!
Hipster b*tch
Lord knows I'm nothing like her
Hipster b*tch
Gotta be the life of the party
Hipster b*tch
So quick to tell you she's artsy
But I guess it's hard
I hate that ass and those lips, ooh!
Hipster b*tch, hipster b*tch
She's kinda trippy trippy
She's kinda crazy sexy
She's kinda loose
But she don't mean no harm
Vanilla mocha bean
Into the green scene
Y'all know what I mean
She takes the L train to f*ckin' Williamsburg
She's such a hipster
But she can drink Jim Beam with the boys
But they don't see her eyeliner smudge from the night before
Woah!
Hipster b*tch
Lord knows I'm nothing like her
Hipster b*tch
Gotta be the life of the party
Hipster b*tch
So quick to tell you she's artsy
But I guess it's hard
I hate that ass and those lips
Oh hipster b*tch
Lord knows I'm nothing like her, ooh
Gotta be the life of the pa-pa-pa-pa-party
She's so quick to tell you she's artsy
I guess it's hard
I hate that ass and those lips
Hipster b*tch
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