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

Start my day up on the
nothing like this type of view
Point the clicker at the
I prefer expensive
New car, new
New ice, new
New watch, times babe
good times, yeah
She wash my back times a day
This shower head feels so
We'll both be high, the help stare
They just walk by, they must don't
A one, a million two
A hundred more never do

Too bottles of this wine we can't pronounce
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 and white lines
Super rich kids with nothing but ends
Super rich with nothing but fake friends

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

your eyes for what you can't imagine, we are the xany gnashing
Caddy smashing, ass, he mad, he snatched his daddy's Jag
And used the for batting practice, adamant and he thrashing
Purchasing grams with 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 I'll jump, I do
But I'm drunk I act a fool
Talking 'bout , do sew wings 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 has fed me good
A million one, a cash
my eyes and feel the crash

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

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