S T R E T C H

I want the finer things in life
Why my fence never white but it's picket door
Why the grass ain't green on my side
Hasn't been for a long time
I want a black stretch limousine
With the TVs in the seats going
Faster than anybody

Workin' forty, fifty hours a week
So my little brother he get something to eat
All that nonsense you talkin' that mean nothin' to me
All that nonsense you talkin' that mean nothin' to me
If you ain't talkin' money then I don't hear a thang
If you ain't talkin' money then I don't hear a thang
All that nonsense you talkin' that mean nothin' to me
All that nonsense you talkin' that mean nothin' to me

I want a black stretch limousine
With the TVs in the seats going
Faster than anybody
I want a black stretch limousine
With the TVs in the seats going
Faster than anybody

I like when the sunlight hits my skin
Okay focus now
I don't know when this is gonna end
But let's start right now
I don't wanna ever fall in love
'Cause I hurt myself
It hurts like hell

Catch me if you can, feet in sand
I'm in paradise
Text you when I land, what's the plan
Just got off my flight
Tryna be yours
All yours tonight
But you won't love me unless I
Gotta black stretch limousine
With the TVs in the seats going
Faster (anybody) than anybody (anybody)