I want the money, I don't care about this
In the night there's no faces
Smirnoff Ice in the park, your lips
I walk around in the Matrix
Stockholm Syndrome, they fell in love with the kid
Locked away, keep the safe
I seen so many souls lost in the wind
I stopped seeing hatred

Drop-top cop car, bitch I fuck a cop car
Lockjaw, locked jaw, wanna be some rockstars
Hotbox, hotbox, you know this is not hard
Summertime, see the sign, walk with you and watch dogs
Pitbulls, big dogs, running through the asphalt
Running round the beach and I feel like David Hasselhoff
Nice dreams, nice creams, bitch I got some nice dreams
In the summertime, man, I see girls melting like ice cream

I want the money, I don't care about this
In the night there's no faces
Smirnoff Ice in the park, your lips
I walk around in the Matrix
Stockholm Syndrome, they fell in love with the kid
Locked away, keep the safe
I seen so many souls lost in the wind
I stopped seeing hatred

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