(feat. Juelz Santana)

Rich girl, and youve come to far

Cuz you know it don't matter anyway

You can rely on the old mans money

You can rely on the old mans money

Rich girl, but your going to far

Cuz you know it don't matter anyway

You can say money but it wont get ya to far, get ya to far



[Chris]

Yea you a rich girl, girl

And you livin in that rich girl world

Well bitch im a pimp, baby it's da Roc

I'm da baby from da block

They can hate they cant fade us

Long as the ladies wanna die

If is da ladies holla, who is ya baby fatha?

Don't jump out the pocket

I jump out n pop it

Were back at cha soldier

Matter fact, i told ya

I showed ya u kno if like it

And after that it's over, that's it for him

Bills leave it upon him

If i decide to come, kids leavin them on him

Cheatin all on him visa spendin it on me

And it's cool whenever C come, leavin it on him

Chea, that's what i like about ya

Keepin it young and in order

My number one supporter

Girl that's why i write about ya

Well stick wit him, im broke as you

We'll both be cool long as u a do you'll be labeled as a



Rich girl, and youve come to far

Cuz you know it don't matter anyway

You can rely on the old mans money

You can rely on the old mans money

It's a bitch girl, but youve come to far

Cuz you know no it don't matter anyway

You can say money but it wont get ya to far, get ya to far



[Juelz]

Yo i went from bad girl to rich girl 

That girl, to this girl

I ain't care if that girl was his girl

That girl would get twirled 

Rapped up in a pimp swirl 

I was layin my mack down, for shizzerl

I was layin the pipe in every lady

I liked up in the 80's 

My life was really crazy 

Hey ma, wassup? 

I been like dis since the 80's 

You still a gold digger

Livin off ya own nigga

He was a O-G, livin off of O-G's

He got killed you started sniffin through his O-G's

Ho please, no we don't spend no g's on you so leave

Let's roll we move like goldie and the mack do

My homie got the mack tru, thats just in case ya man want it

You should roll wit some homies that'll back you

Poke it in ya back to maybe you'll live like a 



Rich girl, and youve come to far

Cuz you know it don't matter anyway

You can rely on the old mans money

You can rely on the old mans money

It's a bitch girl, but youve come to far

Cuz you know no it don't matter anyway

You can say money but it wont get ya to far, get ya to far



[Neef]

Yo play ya cards right

You might last long

Trust i fucks 'em and duck 'em

Baby my arms strong

Straight brush 'em off the collars

I ain't got no baby momma's

I'm young wit none

That's just a bunch of drama

You won't have me caught up

No child supporters

Payin them lawyers

Cover the orders

I need one to help get it across the border

Real way i ain't talkin about the borders

And when i'm done help me move out on the corners

The law around she be tuckin a toast up on her

Make me put it on ya tryna see where ya cake at

Ya bake that ya fish girl, juelz take that, take that

Give me the drop and we gettin them a-tacks

Shut up and take these stacks

And don't give me no face back

No, bucky don't play that

I do what i does

Keepin this between them

And i show em no love

Cause your a



Rich girl, and youve come to far

Cuz you know it don't matter anyway

You can rely on the old mans money

You can rely on the old mans money

It's a bitch girl, but youve come to far

Cuz you know no it don't matter anyway

You can say money but it wont get ya to far, get ya to far