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Too many bottles of this wine we pronounce
Too bowls of that green, no lucky charms
The maids come too much
ain't around enough
Too joy rides in daddy's jaguar
Too white lies and white lines
Super rich kids nothing but loose ends
Super rich kids with nothing but friends

my day up on the roof
There's nothing this type of view
Point the clicker at the
I prefer news
New car, new
New ice, new
New watch, times babe
It's times, yeah
She wash my back times a day
This head feels so amazing
both be high, the help don't stare
They just walk by, they must care
A one, a million two
A hundred will never do

Too many bottles of this we can't pronounce
Too many bowls of that green, no lucky
The maids around too much
Parents around enough
Too many joy rides in daddy's
Too white lies and white lines
Super rich with nothing but loose ends
rich kids with nothing but fake friends

Real love, I'm searching for a love
Real love, I'm for a real love
Oh, real

Close your eyes for you can't imagine, we are the xany gnashing
Caddy smashing, ass, he mad, he snatched his daddy's Jag
And the shit for batting practice, adamant and he thrashing
Purchasing crappy grams with the hand of cash you handed
Panicking, patch me up, Pappy latch keyed us
Toying with Raggy and mammy done had enough
as fuck, breaching all these aqueducts; don't believe us
Treat us we can't erupt, yup

We end our day up on the
I say jump, I never do
But I'm drunk I act a fool
Talking , do they sew wings on tailored suits
I'm on ledge, she grabs my arm
She my head
good times, yeah
Sleeve off, I slip, I fall
The market's down 60 stories
And don't end the way they should
My silver has fed me good
A million one, a million
Close my and feel the crash

Too many bottles of this we can't pronounce
Too bowls of that green, no lucky charms
The maids around too much
ain't around enough
Too many joy rides in daddy's
Too many white lies and lines
Super rich kids nothing but loose ends
Super rich with nothing but fake friends

Real love (ain't something rare)
I'm searching for a real love (talking real love)
Real yeah
love
I'm for a real love
'bout a real love