Lyrics

It's a champagne toast in the back of a limousine New dress on heirloom diamond ring Slow ride through a heaven high iron gate Stone fountain at the end of the driveway Jet on stand by full tank ready to fly Million acres horses we never ride Hedge fund yacht club high fashion Islands in the winter, summer in the Hamptons We ain't gotta worry 'bout nothin' Me and you, girl our love is, our love is like Old money Our love is like old money Somebody's gotta be this rich, might as well be us You can call it fate, you can call it luck Ain't no doubt baby what we have is Gonna out last our grandkids, grandkids We ain't gotta worry 'bout nothin' Me and you, girl our love is, our love is like Old money Our love is like old money When you catch me like this We ain't never going broke Can't use it all up 'Cause baby I know We ain't gotta worry 'bout nothin' Me and you, girl our love is, our love is like Old money (oh, oh) Our love is like old money (money, money, oh) Our love is like old money (oh, oh, oh) Our love is like old money (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah) It's like old money (oh, oh) It's gonna be a little while
Writer(s): Neil Medley, Aaron Eshuis, Brandon Lay Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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