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Aye My girl is bangin' She's so low maintenance Don't need no champagne poppin' entertainment Take her to Wendy's Can't keep her off me She wanna dip me like them fries in her Frosty But every now and then when I get paid I gotta spoil my baby with an upgrade Aye, aye, aye Yeah, we fancy like Applebee's on a date night Got that Bourbon Street steak with the Oreo shake Get some whipped cream on the top too Two straws, one check, girl, I got you Bougie like Natty in the styrofoam Squeak-squeakin' in the truck bed all the way home Some Alabama-jamma, she my Dixieland delight Aye, that's how we do, how we do, fancy like, oh (Fancy like an oh) (Fancy like an oh) Fancy like an oh Don't need no Tesla to impress her SongtexteMy girl is happy rollin' on a Vespa (There she go) Don't need no mansion to get romancin' (No mansion, woo) She's super fine, double wide, slow dancin' (Slow dancin') But every now and then when I get paid I gotta spoil my baby with an upgrade Aye, aye, aye Yeah, we fancy like Applebee's on a date night (That's right) Got that Bourbon Street steak with the Oreo shake (Aye) Get some whipped cream on the top too (Gotta add that whipped cream) Two straws, one check, girl, I got you (Girl, I got you) Bougie like Natty in the styrofoam (Styrofoam) Squeak-squeakin' in the truck bed all the way home (All the way home) Some Alabama-jamma, she my Dixieland delight Aye, that's how we do, how we do, fancy like My new, clean blue jeans without the holes in 'em Country kisses on my lips without Skoal in 'em Yeah, she probably gon' be keeping some Victoria's Secrets Maybe a little Maybelline but she don't need it In the kitchen light radio slows down Boxed wine and her up-do goes down Aye Yeah, we fancy like Applebee's on a date night (That's right) Got that Bourbon Street steak with the Oreo shake (Aye) Get some whipped cream on the top too (Gotta add that whipped cream) Two straws, one check, girl, I got you Bougie like Natty in the styrofoam (Styrofoam) Squeak-squeakin' in the truck bed all the way home (All the way home) Some Alabama-jamma, she my Dixieland delight Aye, that's how we do, how we do, fancy like Aus Songtexte Mania