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Super Rich Kids 
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Too many bottles of this wine we can't pronounce
Too bowls of that green, no Charms
The 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 with nothing but loose ends
rich kids with nothing but fake friends
my day up on the roof
There's nothing like type of view
Point the at the tube
I prefer expensive news
New car, new girl
New ice, new glass
New watch, good times, babe
It's good (yeah)
She washed my back three times a day
This shower head so amazing
We'll both be high
The help don't stare
just walk by
They must don't care
A one, a million two
A hundred more will never do
Too bottles of this wine we can't pronounce
Too many bowls of green, no Lucky Charms
The maids come 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 kids with nothing but fake friends
Real love
I'm for a love
A real love
I'm for a real love
Oh, real love
Close your eyes to what you can't imagine
We are the xany-gnashing caddy-smashing, bratty ass
He mad, he snatched his daddy's Jag
And used the for batting practice
Adam and Annie thrashing
Purchasing crappy grams
With half the hand of cash you handed
Panic and patch me up
Pappy done latch-keyed us
Toying with Raggy Anns and done had enough
Brash as ****
Breaching all these aqueducts
Don’t us
us like we can't erupt
We end our day up on the roof
I say I'll jump, I never do
But when I'm drunk I act a (talking about)
Do they sew on tailored suits
I’m on that ledge
She grabs my arm
She slaps my head
It's times, yeah
rips off, I slip, I fall
The market's down 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 the crash
Too bowls of that green, no Charms
The 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 with nothing but loose ends
rich kids with nothing but fake friends
my day up on the roof
There's nothing like type of view
Point the at the tube
I prefer expensive news
New car, new girl
New ice, new glass
New watch, good times, babe
It's good (yeah)
She washed my back three times a day
This shower head so amazing
We'll both be high
The help don't stare
just walk by
They must don't care
A one, a million two
A hundred more will never do
Too bottles of this wine we can't pronounce
Too many bowls of green, no Lucky Charms
The maids come 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 kids with nothing but fake friends
Real love
I'm for a love
A real love
I'm for a real love
Oh, real love
Close your eyes to what you can't imagine
We are the xany-gnashing caddy-smashing, bratty ass
He mad, he snatched his daddy's Jag
And used the for batting practice
Adam and Annie thrashing
Purchasing crappy grams
With half the hand of cash you handed
Panic and patch me up
Pappy done latch-keyed us
Toying with Raggy Anns and done had enough
Brash as ****
Breaching all these aqueducts
Don’t us
us like we can't erupt
We end our day up on the roof
I say I'll jump, I never do
But when I'm drunk I act a (talking about)
Do they sew on tailored suits
I’m on that ledge
She grabs my arm
She slaps my head
It's times, yeah
rips off, I slip, I fall
The market's down 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 the crash
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