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Super Rich Kids (In the Style of Frank Ocean & Earl Sweatshirt) (Karaoke Version)

Karaoke2013年9月14日

Super Rich Kids (In the Style of Frank Ocean & Earl Sweatshirt) (Karaoke Version) 歌詞

Super Rich Kids - The Hit Factory

Too many bottles of this wine we can't pronounce

Too many bowls of that green no lucky charm

The maids come around too much

Too much

 

Parents ain't around enough 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 times babe

It's good times yeah yeah yeah

She wash my back three times a day

Three times a day

This shower head feels so amazing

We'll both be high

 

The help don't stare

They just walk by

 

They must don't care

 

A million one a million two

 

A hundred more will never do

 

Too many bottles of this wine we can't pronounce

Too many bowls of that green no lucky charm

The maids come around too much

Too much

 

Parents ain't around enough 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

 

Oh real love

 

Aye

 

Close your eyes to what you can't imagine

 

We are the Xanny gnashing

Caddy smashing bratty

 

Mad he snatched his daddy's Jag

And used the sh*t for batting practice

Adamant and he 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 Mammy done had enough

Brash as f**k breaching all these aqueducts

Don't believe us

Treat us like we can't erupt yup

 

Yep

 

We end our day up on the roof

 

I say I'll jump I never do

 

But when I'm drunk I act a fool

 

Talking 'bout do they sew wings on tailored suits

I'm on that ledge she grabs my arm

She slaps my head

 

It's good times yeah

Sleeve rips off I slip I fall

 

The market's down like 60 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 Charm

The maids come around too much

 

Parents ain't around enough ah ah

 

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 ain't that something rare

 

I'm searching for a real love

 

Ah ah ah ah ah ah

Real love yeah

Real love

Real love

 

I'm searching for a real love

 

 

Talking 'bout a real love uhh