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

my day up on the roof
There's nothing like this type of
Point the at the tube
I expensive news
New car, new
New ice, new
New watch, good babe
It's good times,
She wash my three times a day
This head feels so amazing
both be high, the help don't stare
They just by, they must don't care
A million one, a two
A hundred more will do

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

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

Close your eyes for 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 the hand of cash you handed
Panicking, patch me up, Pappy latch keyed us
Toying with Raggy Anns and mammy had enough
Brash as fuck, breaching all 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 on tailored suits
I'm on ledge, she grabs my arm
She slaps my
It's good times,
Sleeve rips off, I slip, I
The market's down 60 stories
And some don't end the way they
My silver has fed me good
A one, a million cash
Close my and feel the crash

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

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