Ick! Step-Daddy told me about people like you - poor people. Boys who can't afford girls like me - Precious little Princesses who get whatever we want. Spoiled brats who deserve only the best. You'll never be in a position to earn a Trophy girl like me - Ne-ver loser - because you're too poor. Way too poor - and that's how you're gonna stay. You don't have what it takes to impress me, poor-boy. You don't have the funds to dare take me shopping. The kinda places I like to shop would wipe your credit out with a single swipe. A Gucci bag, a pair of Christian Louboutin heels, a Prada dress - yo... Show more