Private School - 2lani

2 AM on a Sunday House party in the Hollywood Hills Cobblestone in the driveway I hear the parents got family wealth They had crystile, perfect skin, smokin' on Virginia Slims Ask me for a light I comply What's your name again She not from Cali Only here for the weekend Crashing at a parent's cottage Out in Sagamore Beach Where the water is sweet Purple silk in the sheets Where they blaze every day And they soak in the eve You know luxury problems Ain't no McDonalds and ramen They got jacuzzis and saunas My bank account got no commas And it's shit, it's the type of livng Not everybody givin But everybody in it knows everybody in it But that's the way it go when your credit don't got a limit You know, what good is soil when there's no where to grow, though Ohh Like a deer in the headlights She was blind to the street life She don't know what the world like Cause they don't teach you much in private school Private school Private school Private school She said she want to be a normal girl And live a normal life And meet a normal man And make a normal wife Live in an average house Maybe workin' 9 to 5 I mean in theory though really that sounds nice But There'll be no more taking jets to Paris and Kanse No more family trips to Bolly, Morroco, Japan I know you want it all The yachts and catamarans Don't you love that feeling of diggin your toes in the sand She tell me It ain't always perfect But shit it's always worth it I said lets ride tonight She glad I changed the subject Cause all she really want is Someone to hold No good is soil when there's nothing to grow, though Yeah Like a deer in the headlights She was blind to the street life She don't know what the world like Cause they don't teach you much in private school Private school Private school Private school (Private schools chicks really know how to win it) (Private schools chicks really know how to win it) (Private schools chicks really know how to win it) (Private schools chicks really know how to win it) (Private schools chicks really know how to win it) (Private schools chicks really know how to win it) (They'd rather be fake if you try to hit it) (Cause private school chicks got enought as it is) Like a deer in the headlights She was blind to the street life She don't know what the world like Cause they don't teach you much in private school Private school Private school Private school Cause they don't teach you much in private school Private school Private school Private school

Private school girls, private school boys: Playing games, expensive toys Private school girls, private school boys: Don DeLillo wrote White Noise I tried so hard to find an in but you weren't giving me anything Come on now throw me a line... it's a sign Ah, fuck off: don't say I'd do the same Getting off without an ounce of shame And you know, I just want to love you... but it's so hard Just want to love you... but it's so hard Private school boys, private school girls: The nicest skin, the nicest curls Private boys boys, private school girls: Gimme a chance, gimme a whirl You walked in, my jaw hit the floor You act like this is such a chore Around you i feel like swine: You're divine Ah, fuck off: don't say I'd do the same Getting off without an ounce of shame And you know, I just want to love you... but it's so hard Just want to love you... but it's so hard I want to go to the party! I want to drink the bacardi! Who's bringing the molly? Let's get a bit naughty... I want to go to the party! I want to drink the bacardi! Who's bringing the molly? Who's gonna stop me... Ah, fuck off: don't say I'd do the same Getting off without an ounce of shame And you know, I just want to love you... but it's so hard Just want to love you... but it's so hard Private school kids, life is so simple Born on third base, thought they hit a triple