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I wanna work less, but I wanna make more Wanna be king in a cherry Lambo I wanna go hard, but I wanna lay low, I want it all I want a boyfriend, but I wanna run free Wanna be nasty, wanna be sweet Want the West Coast with the little Wall Street, I want it all Got debt that I owe, fuck what you know American dreams aren't cheap If your God had hope, but still feel low Baby, you're just like me So pick up your drink, let's be anything That we wanna be, yeah, ooh Hands up like we're free, to be anything That we wanna be, yeah, ooh I wanna hop trains, wanna win the lotto And buy my mama a sick condo In my Chuck Taylors and my Tom Ford, I want it all I wanna work less, but I wanna make more We could be kings in a cherry Lambo If you wanna hang tight or you wanna let go, we'll have it all Got debt that we owe, fuck what we know American dreams aren't cheap If your God had hope, but still feel low Baby, you're just like me So pick up your drink, let's be anything That we wanna be, yeah, ooh Hands up like we're free, to be anything That we wanna be, yeah, ooh Got debt that I owe, fuck what I now American dreams aren't cheap If your God had hope, but still feel low Baby, you're just like me So pick up your drink, let's be anything That we wanna be, yeah, ooh Hands up like we're free, to be anything That we wanna be, yeah, ooh So pick up your drink, let's be anything That we wanna be, yeah, ooh Hands up like we're free, to be anything That we wanna be, yeah, ooh
Writer(s): Rockwell Sands, Colleen Sherman, Guy Gabriel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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