Rich Bitch Lyrics - Screaming Jets

You might wear fancy clothes and drive a fancy car 

You,ve probably got those pretty boys that hang off you in bars 

Who do, who do you think you are 

Don't you, don't you, ever think you'll get to far 

Cause you're not going to far 

I see you strutting round, flashing diamond rings 

Keeping all your so called friends 

On your tight purse strings 

Well I look at you, you look down your nose at me 

Don't you, don't you, ever think your better than me 

You ain't no better than me 

I've seen your tricks, and all your flights of fancy 

Spend your cash, flash your wealth 

Then you snort a little candy 

Well, lets see how you go out on the street 

Dirty clothes, dirty hair and not enough money to eat 

(Unless of course you like eating bread and water) 

No cavier 

No need for friends because your money makes you smile 

Designer suits, gold and silver jewellery 

That's your style 

I look at you and you look down your nose at me 

Don't you, don't you, ever think your better than me 

Cause you ain't nothin, but a Rich Bitch.