Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Soul System
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kanye West
Songwriter
Renald Richard
Songwriter
Ray Charles
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
She takes my money when I'm in need
Yeah, she's a trifling friend indeed
Oh, she's a gold digger way over town
That digs on me
[Verse 2]
Cutie the bomb, met her at the beauty salon
With a baby Louis Vuitton under her under arm
She said, I can tell you rap, I can tell by your charm
For the ladies, you gotta fly
Can tell by your charm
And you are looking for the one, have you seen her?
Psychic told me she's gon' have an ass like Serena
Trina, Jennifer Lopez, fuck yeah
But I gotta take all the bad ass to show it
Okay, got your kiss, they all gotta be friends
I pull up in the Benz, they all gotta bend
We all went again and then I had a break
Is he fucking with his girl? Then you better be Paige
You know why?
Takes too much to touch her
From what I hear, she got a baby by Buster
My best friend say she used to fuck with Usher
I don't care what none of y'all say, she's a
[Verse 3]
She takes my money when I'm in need
Yeah, she's a trifling friend indeed
Oh, she's a gold, gold, gold digger way over town
That digs on me
[Verse 4]
Eighteen years, eighteen years
She got wonderful kids, got you for eighteen years
I know somebody paying child supportĀ for one of his kids
You say me mama got a care that's bigger than his
You 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 walk around looking like Michael with your money
Should've got that insured, Geico for your money, money
If you ain't no punk
Holler, we want prenup, we want prenup
Yeah, it's something that you need to have
'Cause when she leave your ass, she gon' leave with half
Eighteen years, eighteen years
And on the 18th birthday, he found out it wasn't his
[Verse 5]
She takes my money when I'm in need
Yeah, she's a trifling friend indeed
Oh, she's a gold, gold, gold digger way over town
That digs on me
[Verse 6]
Now, I ain't saying you a gold digger, you got needs
You don't want a dude to smoke, so you can't buy weed
You go out to eat, he can't pay, y'all can't leave
There's dishes in the back, he gotta roll up his sleeves
But while you washing, watch him
He gone make it to a Benz out at the auction
He got that ambition, baby, look in his eyes
This week he mopping floors, last week is the fries
So, stick by his side
I know there's dudes balling, but yeah, that's nice
And they gon' keep calling and trying
But you stay right, girl
The way you get on, he leave your ass for a white girl
[Verse 7]
Get down girl, go 'head, get down
Get down girl, go 'head, get down
Get down girl, go 'head, get down
Get down girl, go 'head
[Verse 8]
She takes my money when I'm in need
Now, I ain't saying she a gold digger
But she ain't messing with no broke, broke
She takes my money when I'm in need
I ain't saying she a gold digger
She ain't messing' with no broke, broke
I gotta leave, I gotta leave
Get down girl, go 'head, get down
Get down girl, go 'head, get down
I gotta leave, I gotta leave
Get down girl, go 'head, get down
Get down girl, go 'head
[Verse 9]
Oh, she take my money when I'm in need
(Takes my money, she needs)
Gets me money when I'm in need
(Get me money, when I'm in need)
I gotta leave, I gotta leave
Get down girl, go 'head, get down
Get down girl, go 'head, get down
I gotta leave, I gotta leave
Get down girl, go 'head, get down
Get down girl, go 'head, get down
She takes my money
Written by: Kanye West, Ray Charles, Renald Richard
