Gold Digger

Gold Digger Lyrics

Gold Digger Song Lyrics

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[Luda]
Ow! Track-stars woo...hey... DTP
Let's Go

[Chorus:Bobby v]
She's dangerous,(Uh huh) super fast. (OK)
Better watch out she'll take ya cash.
She's a gold... digger. (x2)

She's dangerous (alright) super fast (uh huh)
Better watch out she'll take ya cash.
She's a gold... digger (x2)

[Luda]
Yeah, shes a money magnet, smell a dollar bill in ya clothes.
Gold digger style from her head to her toes
You here me sayin no don't mess with this dress
She's out to get ya dough none more none less
Shes lookin' for a prize, man you killin me
Actin like you don't see the dollar signs in her eyes
She want her nail done, and her hair, too
Plus a diamond necklace, thats all on you
You still can't see it, yeah you a sucka
If you do it homeboy man i couldn't be it
Hypnotized by her good looks? Yeah maybe, but a victim for a good crook? Nope not me!
Consider yourself warned so you can stay.
Or you can stick to my rhyme and get the heck away!
Either way, go figure, shes a gold digger.
Gettin' close as your bank roll grows bigger

[Bobby V]
She's dangerous, super fast,
Better watch out she'll take ya cash.
She's a gold digger..
She's a gold digger..
(Repeat Chorus)

[Lil' Fate]
You gotta way with a beauty
A treat with a brain
When she look at you she only see "ching-ching"
Mil around your neck, mil around your arms
A championship ring, she must be a balla, hon
She turns on the meter, as soon as you meet her
And once you bite the bait, you hooked line and sinker
When money talks she tap like F.B.I
Ready to handcuff the right guy
Look you in the eye, and tell a boldface lie.
Schemin on the way to money yo, well ya tried
Guess its a game now, gotta watch who you trust
Like her because, cause she only out for your books
Ye sir, shes all about being paid
At the end of everyday its a fine new grade,
What more can i say? Better wise up son.
Better watch out, she'll leave yah with insuffiant funds

(Chorus X2)

[Bobby V]
Chasin' fancy cars.
Chasin' movie stars you better watch your back
She'll be spending up your cheque
Oh yeah. For the growin... just won't stop
She'll be ridin in yo truck

She's a...Gold digga, gold digga, gold digga yeah.

[Luda]
She's dreaming schemin on a way to get your dough
She hit the lottery and now you hit the floor,
So where's the cash at? Man you just don't know
Because you got got and thats for show

[Lil' Fate]
Oh yeah she look like a modeler chick
But don't fool with her unless you got dollahs to rip
She's a pimpstress runnin more games than the olympics
To cease your assets like the IRS on back taxes
Aha uh uh huh

(Chorus) Repeat till fade.

[Thanks to Elvenhage for lyrics]

[Thanks to DoinItRight for corrections]