"Filthy Rich Nepo Baby" lyrics
"Filthy Rich Nepo Baby"
Hugo wants to be a rockstar
Smashing up 5-grand guitars
His dad works for Sony
If you want success to last, fetishise the working class
From your 5-bed house in Surrey
Hugo sings about minimum wage, scrubbing out oil stains from Burger King
Wouldn't know what socialism is if it punched him in the dick
And that's on nepotism
Closing deals, cogs in the wheel
Filthy rich nepo babies
Charlotte wants to sound like Blondie
But can't book her own gigs
She's a Baroness you see
To be an industry success, sponsored ads, decent press
Born with a golden pot to piss in
I heard that Rod Stewart's nephew, best friend twice removed
Is the next big thing
About to break through, with a noise rock project
That's on fucking nepotism
Closing deals, cogs in the wheel
Filthy rich nepo babies
Ruthlessly campaigning, but they're really going places
Passed down through the generations
Backed by major corporations
Hugo wants to be a rockstar
You wouldn't realise at first glance
But he monetises off false art
'Cause he hides the fact he's upper class
Ruthlessly campaigning, with no trials or tribulations
Greatest expectations for your favourite latest trailblazer
Hugo wants to be a rockstar
You wouldn't realise at first glance
But he monetises off false art
'Cause he hides the fact he's upper class
Closing deals, cogs in the wheel
Filthy rich nepo babies
Closing deals, cogs in the wheel
Filthy rich nepo babies
Money talks, success is bought
Filthy rich nepo babies
Closing deals, cogs in the wheel
Filthy rich nepo babies
Money talks, success is bought
Writer(s): Jack David Allan Looker, Phoebe Mary Lunny, Lilly Macieira
- AZLyrics
- L
- Lambrini Girls Lyrics
album:
"Who Let The Dogs Out" (2025)
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