She's a rich girl from the top of the food chain Love and material things, kinda lonely Til I met her at the Grammys, 10mil on a diamond ring She invites me to spend a day on the jet skies At first it didn't mean a thing Then she told me I'm the one that she searched for It was hard to believe. [Chorus] She's miss California, hottest thing in west L.A. House down by the water, sails her yacht across the bay Drives a maranello, Hollywood's her favorite scene Loves to be surrounded with superstars that know her name. In a couple a days she had me a bracelet Made, from Harry Winstons place Went horseback up to the mountain top Shown me the land she's got, Well its alright but something else is on your mind, Looking past all that shines now the tears are running through All those things are nice but it's not why I'm here I will wipe away your tears simply by just loving you. [Chorus]
writers: RASHEEM SHARRIEF PUGH, VADA NOBLES
copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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