So rich, so pretty

I like a girl with caked-up make-up
In the sunshine, smoking cigarettes to pass the time
An wakes up to a bottle of wine
On the nightstand, bites and scratches the blinds.

But i ain't found one quite right yet
So I step with pep to the park or supermarket it
Her apartment best be messy
And Lisa don't mind when i call her Leslie

She's gotta dress with class
In Jean Paul Gautier and an Hermes bag
And 4 inch tips made of ostrich
Sharp enough to slit your wrists, her lips spread gossip
Won't say sorry when she offends
She comes over to my place in her old man's Benz
In gold and silver and jewels of all colors
And she doesn't take them off when we're tearing up the covers

Come on get it 'fore I change my mind
Come on kid don't waste my time
So rich, so pretty
The best piece of ass in this whole damn city
So rich, so pretty
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