| Rich girl, and you’ve come too far
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| Cause you know it don’t matter anyway
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| You can rely on the old mans money
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| You can rely on the old mans money
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| Rich girl, but your going too far
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| Cause you know it don’t matter anyway
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| You can say money but it wont get ya too far, get ya too far
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| Yea you a rich girl, girl
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| And you living in that rich girl world
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| Well bitch I’m a pimp, baby it’s the Roc
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| I’m the baby from the block
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| They can hate they cant fade us
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| Long as the ladies wanna die
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| If is the ladies holla, who is ya baby father?
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| Don’t jump out the pocket
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| I jump out n pop it
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| Were back at you soldier
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| Matter fact, I told ya
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| I showed ya u know if like it
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| And after that it’s over, that’s it for him
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| Bills leave it upon him
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| If I decide to come, kids leaving them on him
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| Cheating all on him visa spending it on me
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| And it’s cool whenever C come, leaving it on him
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| Chea, that’s what I like about ya
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| Keeping it young and in order
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| My number one supporter
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| Girl that’s why I write about ya
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| Well stick wit him, I’m broke as you
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| We’ll both be cool long as u a do you’ll be labeled as a
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| Yo I went from bad girl to rich girl
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| That girl, to this girl
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| I ain’t care if that girl was his girl
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| That girl would get twirled
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| Rapped up in a pimp swirl
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| I was laying my mack down, for shizzerl
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| I was laying the pipe in every lady
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| I liked up in the 80's
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| My life was really crazy
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| Hey ma, wassup?
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| I been like dis since the 80's
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| You still a gold digger
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| Living off ya own nigga
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| He was a O-G, living off of O-G's
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| He got killed you started sniffing through his O-G's
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| Ho please, no we don’t spend no g’s on you so leave
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| Let’s roll we move like goldie and the mack do
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| My homie got the mack through, that’s just in case ya man want it
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| You should roll wit some homies that’ll back you
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| Poke it in ya back too maybe you’ll live like a
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| Yo play ya cards right
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| You might last long
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| Trust I fucks 'em and duck 'em
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| Baby my arms strong
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| Straight brush 'em off the collars
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| I ain’t got no baby momma’s
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| I’m young wit none
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| That’s just a bunch of drama
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| You won’t have me caught up
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| No child supporters
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| Paying them lawyers
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| Cover the orders
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| I need one to help get it across the border
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| Real way I ain’t talking about the borders
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| And when I’m done help me move out on the corners
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| The law around she be tucking a toast up on her
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| Make me put it on ya tryna see where ya cake at
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| Ya bake that ya fish girl, Juelz take that, take that
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| Give me the drop and we gettin them a-tacks
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| Shut up and take these stacks
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| And don’t give me no face back
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| No, bucky don’t play that
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| I do what I does
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| Keeping this between them
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| And I show em no love
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| Cause your a |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song $$$ Girlz , by - Young Gunz. Song from the album Tough Luv, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп