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

my day up on the roof
There's nothing like this type of
Point the clicker at the
I prefer news
New car, new
New ice, new
New watch, good babe
It's good times,
She wash my back three a day
This shower feels so amazing
We'll both be high, the help stare
They just by, they must don't care
A one, a million two
A hundred more will do

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

love, I'm searching 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 practice, adamant and he thrashing
Purchasing crappy grams with the hand of cash you handed
Panicking, patch me up, done latch keyed us
Toying with 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 on tailored suits
I'm on ledge, she grabs my arm
She slaps my
It's times, yeah
rips off, I slip, I fall
The market's down 60 stories
And don't end the way they should
My silver spoon has fed me
A one, a million cash
my eyes and feel the crash

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

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