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Champagne and pools, layin by the palm trees What else do you want from me? Is it the house that I live or the things that I can give am I a fool, yeah For thinking I was different Apart from all these Soho House guys that take you out I wonder if you feel a thing, if you feel a thing Besides the Xanax and highs These tools that you hang out with What else do you want me to give? I know it's not a promise, you got what you wanted Champagne and pools Hahaha why you always gotta be inconsistent? Why you never talk a lot but you always bitchin? And when it comes to sex you never change position I'm bored as shit, let's do something different You can play with balls like you were from New England But I don't really think of what you think about And I don't even care what you do But when you text me real late like Hey yo what's up? I'm probly not talking to you Cause all you wanna know is where the blow is Who got samples, when you rolling, can I bring friends? I don't think so But how about one friend from San Francisco? Okay, she can come In a room full of Neo's I be the one Girl let's get Rousey I beat it up You need a fake ID to be in the club? Uh, I think you put a spell on me Ending up with you, that could be an elder me You spend one hundred dollars on some damn shampoo But it still smell like L'oreal to me Champagne and pools, layin by the palm trees What else do you want from me? Oh Is it the house that I live Or the things that I can give am I a fool, oh For thinking I was different What else do you want me to give? I know it's not a promise, you got what you wanted Champagne and pools Okay, aight we starting? Cool Reportin live from planet basic We talk a lot but we don't ever say shit Sayin somethin that we truly feel But that's just not in the the conversation I'm semi-famous Kinda ain't shit Kinda sorta like almost made it It's like I went from star in the making To "Oh yeah him, yeah I hope he makes it" When the hell did all that begin? I wish I didn't have as many rapper friends I wish I had way more actor friends Least I couldn't tell they were acting then I mean like damn can I get a tweet? Hey hitboy can I get a beat? I guess if you don't sell CD's Your BFF's start MBD's At least my shit went number three I mean Fetty Wap, Drake, and Future dude Drake and fucking Future dude! What the hell was I supposed to do? But I know I got somethin inside You can't get from these other guys Real ass songs and lyrics are true That you can't get from these other minds Right? Champagne and pools, layin by the palm trees What else do you want from me? Is it the house that I live or the things that I can give am I a fool For thinking I was different Apart from all these Soho House guys that take you out I wonder if you feel a thing, if you feel a thing Besides the Xanax and highs These tools that you hang out with What else do you like me to give? I know it's not a promise, you got what you wanted Champagne and pools
Writer(s): Benedict Ihesiaba Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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