Lyrics That's German For Mercedes

Hot damn, your brand name flash
I swear you look like cash
Your peers kissing your ass

Can't have no last month duds
Tell dad you hate his guts
He'll get you any little thing you want

Swallow that silver spoon
Let me be good for you
Your skin will shine like new

We got you listening this time
Trade in that nickel for a dime
Let all your friends watch it shine

Look real close i bet youll laugh out loud
My clothes are trash hand me downs
You'll rip me apart if you ever find out

Your car was customed made
Match your heart with plastic of the finest grade
Your Benz went out of style with the calender change

We got you listening this time
Trade in that nickel for a dime
Let all your friends watch it shine

This part ain't hard to understand
They'll supply if you just demand
Stand up and hold out your hands

You got the gimme gimme so bad for the latest swag
Hold on like trophies to your designer price tags
You smell like pages out of magazines and it makes me gag
The ground you walk on is not red carpet clad

You got the gimme gimme so bad for the latest swag
Hold on like trophies to your designer price tags
You smell like pages out of magazines and it makes me gag
The ground you walk on is not red carpet clad

I saw my wishlist in the thrift store window
Maybe I can get it when I figure out how the hell I'm gonna eat
You pitch your hissy fit when your little pedicure moves slow
I kiss my lucky star for the shoes on my feet