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

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

Too many bottles of this wine we pronounce
Too many bowls of that green, no lucky
The maids come around too
Parents around enough
Too many joy rides in jaguar
Too many lies and white lines
Super rich kids with but loose ends
Super rich kids with nothing but 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, bratty ass, he mad, he his daddy's Jag
And the shit 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 Anns and mammy done had
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 my head
good times, yeah
Sleeve rips off, I slip, I
The market's down like 60
And don't end the way they should
My silver spoon has fed me
A one, a million cash
Close my and feel the crash

Too many bottles of this wine we can't
Too many bowls of green, no lucky charms
The maids come too much
Parents ain't enough
Too many joy rides in jaguar
Too white lies and white lines
Super rich kids with but loose ends
Super rich 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