[Verse 1] Father above Looking down on me I’ve got one wish Make it luxury Send me a man Who can set my soul on fire With a loaded wallet And a heart full of desire I don’t want sweet talk I don’t want games I want real love With a real last name Let him spoil me Let him know my plans Not walk in broke With empty hands [Pre-Chorus] I’m not asking for too much Just diamonds, love, and trust If he wants to stand beside me He better know what I’m worth [Chorus] He better be rich He better have a Ferrari Paid in cash Not monthly, honey Big apartment Better a villa He’s gotta spoil me And make every moment glitter He better have style He better have class Don’t come crying That he’s low on cash I’m not complaining I’m saying it clearly Give me a prince Not a broke boy near me [Verse 2] Let him wear a suit Not cheap streetwear Let him smell like money Not beer in the air Let him say “I love you” No excuses, no lies And bring me my coffee When the morning sun rises I don’t need a man Who says life is too hard I want palace dreams And a gold credit card Let him know a queen Has standards and demands If he’s got no ambition He can leave where he stands [Pre-Chorus] I’m not here to fix him I’m not here to beg I want love with passion And champagne in bed [Chorus] He better be rich He better have a Ferrari Paid in cash Not monthly, honey Big apartment Better a villa He’s gotta spoil me And make every moment glitter He better have style He better have class Don’t come crying That he’s low on cash I’m not complaining I’m saying it clearly Give me a prince Not a broke boy near me [Bridge] I don’t want drama Tantrums and tears Give me a diamond Not fake souvenirs Let everybody envy Let everybody stare My dream man loves me With luxury everywhere I don’t want promises Written in the rain I want golden cards And love in his veins Treat me like a wonder Like the queen of the night Not like a problem Till his payday arrives [Final Chorus] He better be rich He better have a Ferrari Paid in cash Not monthly, honey Big apartment Better a villa He’s gotta spoil me Every single minute He better have style He better have class Don’t come crying That he’s low on cash I’m not complaining I’m saying it directly He’s gotta be my prince And love me expensively [Outro] Father above You know what I like Send me that man With money and fire Not just a dream Not just a maybe Give me my prince And let him call me baby
