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


Start my day up on the roof
There's nothing like this type of view
Point the clicker at the tube
I prefer expensive news
New car, new girl
New ice, new glass
New watch, good timеs, yeah
It's good times
She wash my back three timеs a day
This showerhead feels so amazing
We'll both be high, the help don't care
They just walk by, they must don't care
A million one, a million two
A hundred more will never do
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Too many bottles of this wine we can't pronounce
Too many bowls of that green, no Lucky Charms
The maids come around too much
The parents ain't around enough
Too many joy rides in daddy's Jaguar
Too many white lies and white lines
Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends
Super rich kids with nothing but fake friends


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


End my day up on the roof
There's nothing like this type of view
But when I'm drunk I act a fool
Do they sew wings on tailored suits?
I'm on that ledge
She grabs my hand, she slaps my hand
It's good times
Sleeve rips off, I slip, I fall
The market's down like sixty stories
And some don't end the way they should
My silver spoon has fed me good
A million one, a million cash
Close my eyes and feel the crash

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