Your lipstick stains
Smells like a cheap hotel
Diamond watches and a gold chain
Can't make my frown turn around

The boys always spending all their money on love
The boys always spending all their money on love

They wanna touch it, taste, see it, feel, clone it, own it, yeah yeah
Dial it, dial it paper chaser, in get that money, yeah yeah

You get high, fuck a bunch of girls
And then cry on top of the world
I hope you, have the time of your life
I hope i don't lose it tonight

Your bossed up swag
Got then drooling like a new born bag
The dollars in they eyes
Got them blinded by a masquerade

The boys always spending all their money on love
The boys always spending all their money on love

They wanna touch it, taste it, see it, feel it, clone it, own it, yeah yeah
Dial it, dial it, paper chaser, in get that money, yeah yeah

You get high, fuck a bunch of girls
And then cry on top of the world
I hope you, have the time of your life
I hope i don't lose it tonight