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WILKINS - AUGUST ARTIST REMIX CHALLENGE

[Verse 1] We're rolling up where the big money grows Shiny glass towers and tailored silk clothes. Parking the wreck right in front of the gate While the high-society stares in a state. They look at our paint job, they look at the rust But we're stepping out, kicking up all the dust! [Verse 2] Walking the pavement with a billionaire stride Nothing in our pockets, but plenty of pride. Three coins for a beer that we're sharing in two Looking at the yachts with a five-star view. They got the millions, we got the beat We're the only ones dancing on this golden street! [Pre-Chorus] It's a luxury life... on a broken-down dime! We're making the rules and we're taking our time! Brass is screaming, the sun's hitting gold! We're young and we're hungry, we're brave and we're bold! [Chorus] We're the kings of the curb! The lords of the sand! The richest damn men in this fancy-pants land! No silver spoons, just a plastic cup! When the world looks down, we're looking up! [Verse 3] Back to the car for the feast of the year Cheap red wine and a cold bottle of beer. Salami on the hood like it's prime fillet Popping the cork in a grand buffet. The view of the ocean is free for the soul While the engine is ticking, we're losing control! [Bridge] Oh, taste that wine! Feel the sun shine! [Brass stabs] [Chorus] CAVIAR ON THE HOOD! CHAMPAGNE IN A CAN! I'M THE RICHEST POOR GUY SINCE THE WORLD BEGAN! FEASTING! DANCING! WE OWN THIS TOWN! [Outro] Pass me that slice, yeah, it tastes like gold. Who needs a palace when the road is so old? Just a sunset, a car, and a cheap plastic glass. Watch all the suits and the worry just pass... Yeah... best meal I ever had.