| Pulled up in that beat up truck 'bout as clean as overtime can get
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| Yeah, I know it don’t look like much 'til she climbs on up in it
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| Got her Ray Ban shades on, painted blue jeans on, that’s my shotgun queen
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| Way out of my league, don’t know what she sees
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| But I’m her blue collar king
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| Baby, when we ride, I feel like I’m in a Rolls
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| The top dropped just so everybody knows
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| I’m rollin' with a dime, yeah, that’s you honey
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| Yeah, shinin' like new money
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| Yeah, shinin' like new money
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| (Oh, let it shine baby)
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| Pull up at the spot and everybody stops
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| Now they’re startin' to stare
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| They say, «There ain’t no way he got a girl like her
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| Man, he’s gotta be a millionaire»
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| All them boys in Tom Fords are lined up to the door
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| They’re just tryna buy her a drink
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| But the jokes on them 'cause I’m drinkin' for free
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| She’s still leavin' with me
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| Baby, when we ride, I feel like I’m in a Rolls
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| The top dropped just so everybody knows
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| I’m rollin' with a dime, yeah, that’s you honey
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| Yeah, shinin' like new money
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| You’re the diamond, I’m the rough
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| I done hit it big, baby, I’ma live it up
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| Pocket full of dimes, yeah, that’s you honey
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| Yeah, shinin' like new money
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| Yeah, shinin' like new money
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| (Oh, let it shine baby)
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| Oh I said, «Baby, I wish I could give you more
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| Of the finer things I just can’t afford»
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| She said, «Boy, you know you got a heart of gold
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| So I won’t hold the door while I hop up in that Ford»
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| Baby, when we ride, I feel like I’m in a Rolls
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| The top dropped just so everybody knows
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| I’m rollin' with a dime, yeah, that’s you honey
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| Yeah, shinin' like new money
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| You’re the diamond, I’m the rough
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| I done hit it big, baby, I’ma live it up
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| Pocket full of dimes, yeah, that’s you honey
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| Yeah, shinin' like new money
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| Yeah, shinin' like new money
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| Oh, let it shine baby |