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She take my money, when I'm in need Yeah she's a triflin' friend indeed Oh, she's a gold digger, way over town That digs on me (She give me money) Now I ain't saying she a gold digger (When I'm in need) But she ain't messing with no broke niggas (She give me money) Now I ain't saying she a gold digger (When I'm in need) But she ain't messing with no broke niggas (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head, get down Cutie the bomb, met her at a beauty salon With a baby Louis Vuitton under her underarm She said I can tell you rock, I can tell by your charm Far as girls you got a flock, I can tell by your charm and your arm But I'm looking for the one, have you seen her? My psychic told me she'll have a ass like Serena Trina, Jennifer Lopez, four kids And I gotta take all they bad asses to showbiz? Ok, get your kids but then they got their friends I pulled up in the Benz, they all got up in We all went to din and then I had to pay If you fucking with this girl then you better be paid You know why? It take too much to touch her From what I heard she got a baby by Busta My best friend say she use to fuck with Usher I don't care what none of y'all say, I still love her 18 years, 18 years She got one of your kids, got you for 18 years I know somebody paying child support for one of his kids His baby momma's car and crib is bigger than his You will see him on TV any given Sunday Win the Super Bowl and drive off in a Hyundai She was supposed to buy your shorty Tyco with your money She went to the doctor got lipo with your money She walking around looking like Michael with your money Should've got that insured, Geico for your money If you ain't no punk, holla, "We want prenup!" "We want prenup!" (Yeah!) It's something that you need to have Cause when she leave your ass she gonna leave with half 18 years, 18 years And on the 18th birthday he found out it wasn't his?! Now I ain't saying you a gold digger, you got needs You don't want a dude to smoke but he can't buy weed You go out to eat and he can't pay, y'all can't leave There's dishes in the back, he gotta roll up his sleeves But while y'all washing watch him He gone make it into a Benz out of that Datsun He got that ambition baby look in his eyes This week he mopping floors next week it's the fries So stick by his side I know there's dudes balling and yeah that's nice And they gonna keep calling and trying but you stay right girl And when you get on he leave your ass for a white girl Lemme hear that back
Writer(s): Lee Michaels Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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