She's with a top boy, she likes the lingo
She doesn't trust anyone anymore, she stays single
On her arm she has a rainbow, she has a bank roll
(Yung snapp made another hit)

Baby, you're alone on a rooftop
First you were in London, now you're in New York
You have everything you need, it doesn't matter
More money, more problems, I don't know anything about it
Out every night, only night life
And it never changes, this is lifestyle
She doesn't care about anyone, she doesn't think about it
Because you return alone in a Benz every night

Ah, yeah, this is a fantasy (fantasy)
The most precious painting in the gallery (ah)
In the closet only Hermès and Givenchy (yeah)
And she doesn't know what a no is, she only knows yes
Classy and also a bad bitch
She knows when to be sexy and also nasty
In the exam she gets thirty and a salary is not enough (nah)
Whoever says it's too easy for her, gets offended
She's on the side, she puts a thousand stories on the boat (yeah)
Together with all her friends, she has them all done
She knows where she has to go already on Monday, dinner on Tuesday
At the club on Friday, she doesn't stop for a moment (ah-ah)
Ah, she only goes out with a top boy
For her the sky doesn't have stars if it's not a Rolls-Royce
Ah-ah, and she never falls in love, she looks out at the skyline
She has her heart offline, okay

Baby, you're alone on a rooftop
First you were in London, now you're in New York
You have everything you need, it doesn't matter
More money, more problems, I don't know anything about it
Out every night, only night life
And it never changes, this is lifestyle
She doesn't care about anyone, she doesn't think about it
Because you return alone in a Benz every night (G-U-È)

Baby, I really don't understand why (why)
We only did it one time (one time)
Then I ate you better than a pad thai (ah)
Now I'm always looking for you like a wi-fi (ahah)
I know you're used to the series a
With big names that I can't say here (no-no)
And don't tell me you didn't like the Hermès
That in the hotel, yes, that night it was on
You know we were at South Beach Delano (uoh)
On the private to Milan (ah-ah)
Get on top, but speak softly (ah, ah)
For the scam with the captain (ahah)
I remember in London at Sushisamba (yeah)
You don't disdain a bit of tuci, a bit of bamba
From under the table I touched your leg, you no thong (uoh)

Baby, you're alone on a rooftop
First you were in London, now you're in New York
You have everything you need, it doesn't matter
More money, more problems, I don't know anything about it
Out every night, only night life
And it never changes, this is lifestyle
She doesn't care about anyone, she doesn't think about it
Because you return alone in a Benz every night

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