When I hop out his new six Fresh in some new shit Damn, she is too thick, who is this? Yeah I'm his new bitch I'm his new bitch And I'm spending his new cash Few trips, new bags Damn, she is too bad Oh you mad?

They've been spending most their lives Living in a pastime paradise Living in a future paradise Tell me who of them will come to be How many of them are you and me Consolation Living for the future paradise They've been wasting most their time Glorifying

Hey little girl looking for a sale Hey little girl on a spending spree I don't come cheap but the kisses come free Hey little girl with the cash to burn Well, I'm selling something you won't return Hey little girl, take me off the shelf 'Cause it's hard

Spending our time like we are millionaires Singing our hearts out standing on chairs Laughing our heads of, the two of us there Millionaires Ooohoh ooohoh If time was money, yeah we'd be worth a fortune I swear you may think you're rich You could have a

You got me spending all these bands on you Damn girl, I'm hypnotized by how the way you dance girl We in this club but I'm wishin' I was yo man girl I don't care what anybody say You got me spending all these bands on you, bands on you bands on you I

Do you ever want to spend the night? Do you ever feel it? I want to spend the night Every time we wind up spending the night I want to share my life Ever time we wind sharing a night

Nobody knows you when you're down and out. Once I lived the life of a millionaire Spending my money, with never a care Takin' all my friends out for a good time Drinkin' high-priced liquor, champagne and wine; Then I began to fall so low; Didn't have a

My blue jeans Will last me all my life, oh yes So should we I'm spending all this time You don't even know me I'm hanging from the tree I don't stand in line, I don't pay for clubs, fuck that But I'll wait for you I don't like to drink, I don't like to

If I'd never left, I'd never have known We all dream of leaving, but wind up in the end Spending all our time trying to get back home again If I could go back home, if I could go back home I'm counting on a memory to get me out of here I'm waiting for

Hey, here's to you California Beautiful haze of suburbia Living in the perfect weather Spending time inside together Na, na na, na na, na na, na na (woah-ohh) Beige little boxes in a row Neighbors and friends that you don't know Here's a form, go wait in