Letra da Música: Gold Digger - Jamie Foxx

[Jamie Foxx]

She take my money,
when I'm in need.
Yea she's a trifflin,
friend indeed.
Oh she's a gold digga,
way over town.
That dig's on me!

[Chorus:Kanye west(Jamie)]
(She give me money)
Now I aint sayin she a gold digger
(When I'm Need)
But she aint messin wit no broke niggaz
(She give me money)
Now I aint sayin she a gold digger
(When I'm need)
But she aint messin wit no broke niggaz
(
get down girl go head get down
(I gotta leave)
get down girl go head get down
(I gotta leave)
get down girl go head get down
(I gotta leave)
get down girl go 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
ROC I can tell by ya charm
Far as girls you got a flock
I can tell by ya charm and ya arm but I'm lookin for the one
have you seen her
My psychic told me she have a ass like Serena Trina, Jennifer
Lopez, four kids
An i gotta take all they bad asses to show-biz
Ok get ya kids but then they got they 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 fuckin with this girl then you betta 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

[Chorus:]

[Verse 2:]
18 years, 18 years
She got one of yo kids got you for
18 years I know somebody payin 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 Superbowl and drive off in a Hyundai
She was suppose to buy ya shorty TYCO with ya money
She went to the doctor got lypo with ya money
She walkin around lookin like Michael with ya money
Should of got that insured got GEICO for ya moneeey If
you aint no punk holla
We Want Prenup WE WANT PRENUP!,
Yeaah
It's something that you need to have
Cause when she leave yo ass she gone leave with half
18 years, 18 years
And on her 18th birthday he found out it wasn't his

[Chorus:]

[Verse 3:]

Now I aint sayin you a gold digger you got needs
You dont want ya dude to smoke but he can't buy weed
You go out to eat and he cant pay yall cant leave
There's dishes in the back, he gotta roll up his sleeves
But why yall washin watch him
He gone make it into a Benz out of that Datson
He got that ambition baby look in his eyes
This week he moppin floorz next week it's the fries
So, stick by his side I know his dude's ballin but yea thats
nice
And they gone keep callin and tryin
But you stay right girl
But when you get on he leave yo a** for a white girl

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