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Too many bottles of this wine we pronounce
Too many bowls of that green, no charms
The maids come around too
Parents around enough
Too many joy rides in daddy's
Too many lies and white lines
Super kids with nothing but loose ends
Super rich kids with nothing but friends

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

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

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

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

We end our day up on the
I say jump, I never do
But when I'm drunk I act a
Talking 'bout , do they sew wings on suits
I'm on ledge, she grabs my arm
She slaps my
It's times, yeah
Sleeve off, I slip, I fall
The market's like 60 stories
And some end the way they should
My spoon has fed me good
A million one, a million
Close my eyes and the crash

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

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