Billy Boggle - Romans (Gold) Lyrics

Enough to make you feel like shit
Watching all the stars as they exit their fancy cars
Dripping in gold
Dripping in gold
A warm reception but their stares are ice cold
It ain't their first gig
They'll make it to the tropics and they'll eat like pigs, yeah
It's how the best live
When in Rome you got to party like the romans did
Make a cash bet on your handset
In a fast 'vette' to your own jet
Drenched wet in a corset
Baby not yet, baby not yet, not yet
You've had enough to make you sick
So bored of all the parties and the people we come with
And hookin' up with chicks
Who lead you on with honey and then smoke what you came with
They cant afford this
These bumps off the mirror where the view is clearer
And churning out the hits
When in Rome ya got to party gotta get your fix