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

my day up on the roof
There's nothing this 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 wash my back times a day
This head feels so amazing
We'll both be high, the don't stare
They walk by, they must don't care
A one, a million two
A hundred more never do

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

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

Close your eyes for what you can't imagine, we are the gnashing
Caddy smashing, bratty ass, he mad, he his daddy's Jag
And used the shit for batting practice, and he thrashing
Purchasing crappy grams with half the hand of cash you
Panicking, patch me up, Pappy done keyed us
Toying with Raggy Anns and mammy done had
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 when I'm drunk I act a
Talking , do they sew wings on tailored suits
I'm on ledge, she grabs my arm
She my head
good times, yeah
Sleeve rips off, I slip, I
The market's like 60 stories
And some end the way they should
My silver spoon has fed me
A million one, a 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 around too much
Parents around enough
Too many joy in daddy's jaguar
Too many lies and white lines
Super rich kids with nothing but ends
Super rich with nothing but fake friends

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