Walker Hayes & Kesha – Fancy Like Lyrics

Kesha’s here
Let’s go, baby

Ayy
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 (Yeah)
Ayy, ayy, ayy

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
Squeaky-squeakin’ in the truck bed all the way home
With some Alabama-jamma, she my Dixieland delight (Hey)
That’s how we do, how we do, fancy like

Ooh
Fancy like, ooh
Fancy like, ooh, yeah
Fancy like, ooh, yeah

Oh, I don’t need no Bentley to impress me (Woo)
I’ll ride a bull into the party like a jet ski (That’s right)
Boy, put that Dom down, take me to Waffle House (Hey)
Give me those cheap thrills, chillin’ in the deep South

But every now and then, when I get paid
I gotta spoil my baby with an upgrade (Yeah)
Ayy, ayy, ayy

Yeah, we fancy like Applebee’s on a date night (That’s right)
Got that Bourbon Street steak with the Oreo shake (Ayy)
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)
Squeaky-squeakin’ in the truck bed all the way home (All the way home)
With some Alabama-jamma, she my Dixieland delight (Ayy)
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 the
Skoal in ’em (Oh, we fancy like, ooh)
Yeah, she probably gon’ be keepin’ some Victoria’s Secrets
Maybe a little Maybelline,
But she don’t need it (Oh, we fancy like, ooh)
In the kitchen light, radio slows down
Boxed wine and her up-do goes down

Ayy
Yeah, we fancy like Applebee’s on a date night (Date night)
Got that Bourbon Street steak with the Oreo shake (Ayy)
Get some whipped cream on the top too
Two straws, one check, girl, I got you
Bougie like Natty in the styrofoam (Styrofoam)
Squeaky-squeakin’ in the truck bed all the way home (All the way home)
With some Alabama-jamma, she my Dixieland delight (Ayy)
That’s how we do, how we do, fancy like