You're so rich, bet you bought yourself a diamond chain
To look real cool while you're telling all your friends it's fake
But you know it's lies, 'nother bitch from the Upper West Side
Credit cards cuttin' all of your lines, yeah

You're so cute, bet you really wanna be a star
To feel like gold when you're dancin' on broken hearts
And you know it's true, you're no good 'til they're lookin' at you
Bad front, I can see right through, yeah

I can't stop judgin' everything you do
But I can't get enough of you

Ooh, oh-oh
Ooh, oh-oh
Ooh, oh-oh
Ooh, oh-oh

I sleep great knowin' we will never be the same
'Cause I'm downtown hangin' out while you're in pain
And I'm doing fine, even though you're still on my mind
Train rides to the Upper West Side, yeah

I can't stop judgin' everything you do
But I can't get enough of you

Ooh, oh-oh
Ooh, oh-oh

I can't stop (oh-oh)
I can't get enough of you, (oh-oh) yeah
I can't stop judgin' everything you do
But I can't get enough of you

Ooh, oh-oh (can't get enough of you)
Ooh, oh-oh (can't get enough of you)
Ooh, oh-oh (can't get enough of you)
Ooh, oh-oh (can't get enough of you)

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Writer(s): Mikaela Straus, Nick Long