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Bourgeoisie I wanna make art and I just make content Nobody gets paid if I did what I wanted This song is a banger? I don't really know her Made two in a day, I'm a corporate composer My creativity is a factory They bleed me dry, it's a tragedy God gave me a gift, but you profit from it Oh geez, oh please, I'm over it Welcome to the bourgeoisie, baby please You got the money, let it rain on me Ba-bourgeoisie, baby please You got the gun and I'm on my knees Bourgeoisie, baby please You got the money, let it rain on me Ba-bourgeoisie, baby please You got the gun I'm not talking to Jeff or to Elon, to Bill or to Mark I'm talking to the bourgeoisie (and it sucks!) Sing ladidadidadida But the bourgeoisie don't give a Letras de canciones Flying fuck about the bills I gotta pay So they can get away Buy a ticket for a silly, little vacay God knows where, doing God knows who But the rich gon' do what the rich gon' do Bourgeoisie, baby please You got the money, let it rain on me Ba-bourgeoisie, baby please You got the gun and I'm on my knees Bourgeoisie, baby please You got the money, let it rain on me Ba-bourgeoisie, baby please You got the gun Bougie, bougie Bougie, bougie Man down, man down Put the gun to my head I would never sell out I'll never be the bourgeoisie, no If I come into wealth now I got people around me That it will be spent on I'll never be the bourgeoisie, no Welcome to the bourgeoisie, baby please You got the money, let it rain on me Ba-bourgeoisie, baby please You got the gun and I'm on my knees Bourgeoisie, baby please You got the money, let it rain on me Ba-bourgeoisie, baby please You got the gun and I'm on my knees From Letras Mania