Frank Ocean - Super Rich Kids (ft. Earl Sweatshirt) | Текст песни

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• Super Rich Kids (ft. Earl Sweatshirt)

Too many bottles of this wine we can’t pronounce
too many bowls of that green, no lucky charms
the maid comes around too much
parent 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
Real love, I’m searching for a real love
Oh, real love

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 baby, good times, yeah
She wash my back 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 charms
the maid comes around too much
parent 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

polo sweats and…….blankets
them label hoe’s be stealin my shit
In only cloths revealing their tits
Bills high enough touch the women that bitch
The party in my living room
His father is gone
and he left me his empire
this bra’s on his own
So all I got to do is whatever the fuck I want
All we do is whatever the fuck we want

we end our day up on the roof
I say I’ll jump but never do
But when I’m drunk I act a fool
Talking ’bout , do they sell wings on tailor suits
I’m on that ledge she grabs my arms
She’s slaps my head, good times
…….slip and fall
the markers down like 60 stories
and some don’t end the way they should
My silver spoon has fed me good

Too many bottles of this wine we can’t pronounce
too many bowls of that green, no lucky charms
the maid comes around too much
parent 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
Real love, I’m searching for a real love
Oh, real love


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