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Too bottles of this wine we can't pronounce
Too many bowls of that green, no lucky
The maids around too much
Parents ain't enough
Too many joy rides in jaguar
Too many white lies and white
Super rich 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 at the tube
I prefer expensive
New car, new
New ice, new
New watch, good times
good times, yeah
She my back three times a day
shower head feels so amazing
We'll both be high, the don't stare
just walk by, they must don't care
A one, a million two
A more will never do

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

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

Close your eyes for 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 practice, adamant and he thrashing
Purchasing grams with half the hand of cash you handed
Panicking, patch me up, Pappy done keyed us
Toying Raggy Anns and mammy 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 I'll jump, I do
But when I'm I act a fool
'bout , do they sew wings on tailored suits
I'm on that ledge, she my arm
She slaps my
It's good times,
Sleeve off, I slip, I fall
The market's down 60 stories
And some end the way they should
My spoon has fed me good
A million one, a million
Close my eyes and feel the

Too many bottles of 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 daddy's
Too white lies and white lines
Super rich kids with but loose ends
Super kids with nothing but fake friends

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