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

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

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

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

Close your eyes for what you 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 half the hand of cash you handed
Panicking, patch me up, Pappy done keyed us
Toying with Raggy and mammy done had enough
Brash as fuck, breaching all these aqueducts; 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
'bout , do they sew wings on tailored suits
I'm on ledge, she grabs my arm
She slaps my
good times, yeah
Sleeve off, I slip, I fall
The market's like 60 stories
And some don't end the way should
My silver spoon has fed me
A million one, a million
Close my eyes and the crash

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

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