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

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

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

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

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

We end our day up on the
I say jump, I never do
But when I'm I act a fool
Talking 'bout , do they sew wings on suits
I'm on that ledge, she my arm
She slaps my
It's good times,
Sleeve rips off, I slip, I
The market's down like 60
And don't end the way they should
My silver spoon has fed me
A million one, a cash
Close my eyes and feel the

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

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