Super Rich Kids

作词:R Hammond,James Ho,Mark Rooney,k. robinson,Thebe Kgositsile,Mark Morales,Nathaniel Robinson Jr,Frank Ocean

作曲:James Ho,Nathaniel Robinson Jr,Mark Rooney,k. robinson,Mark Morales,Thebe Kgositsile,R Hammond,Frank Ocean

所属专辑:Channel ORANGE

标签: 酒吧 思考 英语 R&B KTV金曲 电影 原声 原创单曲

歌词

歌曲名 Super Rich Kids (Album Version) 歌手名 Frank Ocean+Earl Sweatshirt

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

Oh real love

I'm searching for a real love

Oh real love

Close your eyes for 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 shut for batting practice

adamant and he thrashing

Purchasing crappy grams with half

the hand of cash you handed

Panicking patch me up

Pappy done latch keyed us

Toying with Raggy Anns and mammy

done had enough

Brash as fuck

breaching all these aqueducts

don't believe us

Treat us like we can't erupt yup

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 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

talking 'bout real love

Real love yea

Real love real love

I'm searching for a real love

Talking 'bout a real love

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