$$$ Girlz (with Juelz Santana) Lyrics - Tough Luv - Young Gunz

Rich girl, and youve come to far 

'cause 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 

'cause 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 

'cause 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 

'cause 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 

'cause 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 

'cause 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 

'cause 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 

'cause you know no it don't matter anyway 

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