Intro
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INTRO
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VERSE I
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Ghost town, main street, right around story
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Console cash with some gas in a 40
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Friday night fog lights kissing in a quarry
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Moonlight silver stars shine gold
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Saw the MTV Crips caddy and a rover
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Diamond dolla bill chain payroll chauffer
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Bikini's in a pool, party and a visa
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Amex black card, saphire visa
PRECHORUS
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Money, was just a scratch off dream
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Yeah Money, didn't mean a thing
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Ain't it funny, how looking back
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We didn't know how much we had
CHORUS
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Hiding down a back road, just a bunch of no names
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Hangin' on a tail gate, cranking on old flames
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Sippin' from a jug of Rocky Top champagne
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We were dirt poor rich
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Sparkin' up a bonfire, shadows on a silouette
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Moves like a jaguar, curves like a Corvette
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Livin' in a high life, just didn't know it yet
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We were dirt poor rich
[Lick I]
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VERSE II
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VIP was a summer time lake view
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30 minute jet skis, all day pontoon
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Boom box cranked up, howling at a blue moon
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Burning down dollars on a weekend roll
PRECHORUS
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Money, was just a scratch off dream
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Yeah Money, didn't mean a thing
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Ain't it funny, how looking back
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We didn't know how much we had
CHORUS
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Hiding down a back road, just a bunch of no names
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Hangin' on a tail gate, cranking on old flames
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Sippin' from a jug of Rocky Top champagne
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We were dirt poor rich
A# F Gm
Sparkin' up a bonfire, shadows on a silouette
Dm D# F
Moves like a jaguar, curves like a Corvette
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Livin' in a high life, just didn't know it yet
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We were dirt poor rich
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VERSE III
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Didn't wake up in Bugatties or around the Maseratties
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In the Hollywood Hills hitting sky line parties
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But every weekend, there were good times, good friends
CHORUS
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Hiding down a back road, just a bunch of no names
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Hangin' on a tail gate, cranking on old flames
A# F Gm
Sippin' from a jug of Rocky Top champagne
Dm D# F
We were dirt poor rich
A# F Gm
Sparkin' up a bonfire, shadows on a silouette
Dm D# F
Moves like a jaguar, curves like a Corvette
A# F Gm
Livin' in a high life, just didn't know it yet
Dm D# F
We were dirt poor rich