(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