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Young Gunz
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$$$ Girlz
Lyricist:Daryl Hall, C Hamilton, Laron James, Hanif Muhammad, Chris Ries
Rich girl, and you've come too far 'Cuz you know it don't matter anyway You can rely on the old man's money You can rely on the old man's money Rich girl, but you're going to far 'Cuz you know it don't matter anyway You can say money But it won't get ya to far, get ya to far
Yeah, you a rich girl, girl And you livin' in that rich girl world Well, bitch I'm a pimp, baby, it's da Roc I'm da baby from da block They can hate, they can't 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 an' pop it Were back at cha soldier Matter fact, I told ya I showed ya you know 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 with him, I'm broke as you We'll both be cool long as you a do you'll be labeled as a
Rich girl, and you've come too far 'Cuz you know it don't matter anyway You can rely on the old man's money You can rely on the old man's money It's a bitch girl, but you've come too far 'Cuz you know no it don't matter anyway You can say money But it won't get ya to far, get ya to far
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 Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 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 truck, that's just in case ya man want it You should roll with some homies that'll back you Poke it in ya back to maybe you'll live like a
Rich girl, and you've come too far 'Cuz you know it don't matter anyway You can rely on the old man's money You can rely on the old man's money It's a bitch girl, but you've come too far 'Cuz you know no it don't matter anyway You can say money But it won't get ya to far, get ya to far
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 with 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 you're a
Rich girl, and you've come too far 'Cuz you know it don't matter anyway You can rely on the old man's money You can rely on the old man's money It's a bitch girl, but you've come too far 'Cuz you know no it don't matter anyway You can say money But it won't get ya to far, get ya to far
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