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

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

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

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

Close your eyes for what you can't imagine, we are the xany
smashing, bratty ass, he mad, he snatched his daddy's Jag
And used the for batting practice, adamant and he thrashing
Purchasing crappy grams half the hand of cash you handed
Panicking, patch me up, done latch keyed us
Toying Raggy Anns and mammy done had enough
Brash as fuck, all these aqueducts; don't believe us
us like 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
Talking 'bout , do they sew wings on tailored
I'm on ledge, she grabs my arm
She my head
good times, yeah
Sleeve off, I slip, I fall
The market's down 60 stories
And some don't end the way should
My silver 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 lucky
The maids come too much
Parents ain't enough
Too many joy rides in daddy's
Too many white lies and lines
Super kids with nothing but loose ends
Super kids with nothing but fake friends

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