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

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

Too many bottles of this wine we can't
Too many bowls of that green, no lucky
The come around too much
ain't 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 fake

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 snatched his Jag
And used the for batting practice, adamant and he thrashing
Purchasing crappy grams with half the hand of cash you
Panicking, patch me up, Pappy latch keyed us
Toying with Anns and mammy done had enough
Brash as fuck, breaching all these aqueducts; don't 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 I act a fool
Talking 'bout , do they sew wings on tailored
I'm on ledge, she grabs my arm
She slaps my
good times, yeah
Sleeve rips off, I slip, I
The market's down like 60
And some end the way they should
My spoon has fed me good
A million one, a cash
Close my eyes and feel the

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

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