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11:08 pm - 01/22/2013

Frank Ocean Announces The Next Single Off Of Channel Orange

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“Super Rich Kids” is a song recorded by American singer-songwriter Frank Ocean. The track is confirmed as the fifth official single taken from his multi-acclaimed debut album “Channel ORANGE” that was released on digital retailers on July 10, 2012. The track written by himself with the collaboration of James Ryan Ho has the collaboartion of American rapper Earl Sweatshirt and contains an interpolation of “Real Love” original by Mary J. Blige and written by Mark Morales, Mark C. Rooney, Kirk Robinson, Nat Robinson Jr. and Roy Hammond The single is scheduled for release on British market on March 11th, 2013 via Def Jam Recordings.


Lyrics:
[Hook]
Too many bottles of this wine we can't pronounce
Too many bowls of that green, no lucky charms
The maids come around too much
Parents ain't around enough
Too many joy rides in daddy's jaguar
Too many white lies and white lines
Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends
Super rich kids with nothing but fake friends

[Verse 1: Frank Ocean]
Start my day up on the roof
There's nothing like this type of view
Point the clicker at the tube
I prefer expensive news
New car, new girl
New ice, new glass
New watch, good times babe
It's good times, yeah
She wash my back three times a day
This shower head feels so amazing
We'll both be high, the help don't stare
They just walk by, they must don't care
A million one, a million two
A hundred more will never do

[Hook]
Too many bottles of this wine we can't pronounce
Too many bowls of that green, no lucky charms
The maids come around too much
Parents ain't around enough
Too many joy rides in daddy's jaguar
Too many white lies and white lines
Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends
Super rich kids with nothing but fake friends

[Bridge]
Real love, I'm searching for a real love
Oh, real love, I'm searching for a real love
Oh, real love

[Verse 2: Earl Sweatshirt]
Close your eyes for what you can't imagine; we are the xany gnashing
Caddy smashing, bratty ass; he mad, he snatched his daddy's Jag
And used the **** for batting practice, adamant and he thrashing
Purchasing crappy grams with half the hand of cash you handed
Panicking, patch me up; Pappy done latch keyed us
Toying with Raggy Anns and mammy done had enough
Brash as ****, breaching all these aqueducts; don't believe us
Treat us like we can't erupt, yup

[Verse 3: Frank Ocean]
We end our day up on the roof
I say I'll jump, I never do
But when I'm drunk I act a fool
Talking 'bout, do they sew wings on tailored suits
I'm on that ledge, she grabs my arm
She slaps my head
It's good times, yeah
Sleeve rips off, I slip, I fall
The market's down like 60 stories
And some don't end the way they should
My silver spoon has fed me good
A million one, a million cash
Close my eyes and feel the crash

[Hook]
Too many bottles of this wine we can't pronounce
Too many bowls of that green, no lucky charms
The maids come around too much
Parents ain't around enough
Too many joy rides in daddy's jaguar
Too many white lies and white lines
Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends
Super rich kids with nothing but fake friends

[Outro]
Real love (ain't that something rare)
I'm searching for a real love (talking 'bout real love)
Real love, yea
Real love (real love)
I'm searching for a real love
Talking 'bout a real love

Thoughts? I think this is an excellent single choice because it could easily get played on pop and urban stations. "Lost" is helping his sales so much in the UK and I am pretty sure this is going to be the US single also.

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morgan90 23rd-Jan-2013 04:51 am (UTC)
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