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Gold Digger - The Automatic
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Gold Digger The Automatic

Gold Digger - The Automatic
She take my money when I'm in need
Yea she's a triflin' friend indeed
Oh she's a gold digga way over town
That dig's on me

(Chorus:)
She gives me money
Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger
When I'm Need
But she ain't messin' wit no broke niggas
She gives me money
Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger
When I'm need
But she ain't messin' wit no broke niggas
I gotta leave
Get down girl gone head get down
I gotta leave
Get down girl gone head get down
I gotta leave
Get down girl gone head get down
I gotta leave
Get down girl gone head

(Verse 1:)
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 lookin for the one have you seen her?
My psychic told me she'll have a ass like Serena
Trina, Jennifer Lopez, four kids
An I gotta take all they bad ass to show-biz
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 Den and then I had to pay
If you fuckin' with this girl then you better be payed
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 wit Usher
I dont care what none of yall say, I still love her
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