文本歌词

Super Rich Kids (超级富有的孩子) - Deluxe Trax
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
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
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 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
Real love
I'm searching for a real love
Real love
I'm searching for a real love
Real love
Close your eyes to watch you
Can't imagine
We are the xany gnashing
Caddy smashing
Bratty a** he 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
Toyin with raggy annes
And mammy done had enough
Brash as f**k breaching
All these aqueducts
Don't believe us treat 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 fool
Talkin 'bout
Do they sew wings on tailored suits
I'm on that ledge
She grabs my arm
She slaps my hand
It's good times yeah
Sleeve rips off I slip I fall
The markets 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
Real love
Ain't that something rare
I'm searching for a real love
Real love
Real love
I'm searching for a real love
Talkin 'bout a real love