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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 jaguar
Too many white and white lines
Super rich kids nothing but loose ends
rich kids with nothing but fake friends

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

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

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

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 crappy grams with half the hand of you handed
Panicking, patch me up, Pappy latch keyed us
with Raggy Anns and mammy done had enough
Brash as fuck, breaching all these don't believe us
Treat us we can't erupt, yup

We end our day up on the
I say I'll jump, I do
But when I'm drunk I act a
Talking 'bout , do they sew wings on tailored
I'm on that ledge, she my arm
She my head
good times, yeah
Sleeve off, I slip, I fall
The down like 60 stories
And some don't end the way they
My spoon has fed me good
A one, a million cash
my eyes and feel the crash

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

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