Gold Digger Lyrics
| Song | Gold Digger |
| Artist | EPMD |
| Album | HipHop Classics Collection |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Oh what the heck, let's get married and have a son named Erick | |
| No big deal, no sweat I was in for a big surprise | |
| And when I saw the judge hammer pass my green eyes | |
| Brain locked, my whole damn head was malfunctional | |
| 'Cause I forgot to co-sign a prenuptial, agreement, now her case | |
| Is hard like cement, I have no files on all the money she spent | |
| She has a car, nineteen ninety brand new Jaguar, fly kit, with | |
| Chrome rims that's five star that she bought, when I was away on tour | |
| Hittin' my bank account, gettin' more and more money | |
| She got paid, it wasn't funny, talkin' to myself oh you big big dummy | |
| Just my luck, that I'm stuck with a marriage and a baby | |
| Who lays in a gold carriage now I can't leave, if I do she gets half | |
| Oh yes, the whole damn bash of money so I chill, and act so sweet | |
| Kiss her feet, can't picture bein' in the street so I give a fake smile | |
| And a fake laugh fake everything so I can keep all my cash | |
| Fake talk, like I love you so much, but wishin', she gets hit | |
| By a Mack truck next time, if there's one I'll know | |
| That most women strictly out for the dough, they're called Gold Diggers | |
| She's a gold digger | |
| She's a gold digger | |
| She's a gold digger | |
| The P had a close call, quiet as kept I dated this, "Fly girl" | |
| Yeah, and almost got wicked, she had green eyes, thunder thighs | |
| And a def body, top it off, she drove a black Maserati | |
| Chrome kit, with a smile I couldn't resist, I tapped E | |
| On the shoulder and said, "Yeah I gots to get this" | |
| Not with that smile and that stupid boomin' figure till one day | |
| She spent the crazy dough ten G's on Levi's, cold went Rambo | |
| But then she smiled, gave me a back massage gassed my head up | |
| And said, ‽Oh P you're so large†like a jerk, I went for the line like a fish | |
| But she was far from dream girl, and more like a death wish | |
| She likes to sit back, lamp, walk on plush rugs whip my five-sixty | |
| Sip Moet and bug tried to but she cut me off and said | |
| ‽Guess what? I'm pregnant" yeah and the child is yours | |
| So to fellas, who wanna keep they cash or beware of the jack | |
| Hammer and the helmet that glows 'cause she's a gold digger | |
| She's a gold digger | |
| She's a gold digger | |
| She's a gold digger | |
| That's why, men in the 90's must watch themselves | |
| 'Cause ladies of the 80's got hip and went for self | |
| With the new divorce laws, which entitles them half | |
| That means the house goes, the car, you and half your cash | |
| What a price to pay, but if you play you pay | |
| 'Cause women of the world they got smart today | |
| They flash a smile and profile a pucker with a strut | |
| Try to move in knock the boots and got stuck | |
| With alimony payments time to meet Judge Wapner | |
| You try to flip and cut, but she smiles 'cause she gotcha | |
| You get a flashback to wedding, when you vowed the vow | |
| Said the two deadly words I do but look now, you lost the house | |
| The car eatin' TV dinners in a one bedroom apartment | |
| Boy you picked a winner but what goes around, comes around | |
| That's why she wheels the Benz and you ride Greyhound | |
| Oh, just your luck, they on strike, take off the wedding band | |
| Put out the thumb, time to hitch-hike and the more you walk | |
| The pain from your corns get bigger, now you know | |
| Not to mess with a gold digger | |
| She's a gold digger | |
| She's a gold digger | |
| She's a gold digger | |
| Yeah EPMD's in effect, DJ Scratch runs flex boy | |
| Hit Squad in effect in the house | |
| Large | |
| Yeah, she get half |
| Oh what the heck, let' s get married and have a son named Erick | |
| No big deal, no sweat I was in for a big surprise | |
| And when I saw the judge hammer pass my green eyes | |
| Brain locked, my whole damn head was malfunctional | |
| ' Cause I forgot to cosign a prenuptial, agreement, now her case | |
| Is hard like cement, I have no files on all the money she spent | |
| She has a car, nineteen ninety brand new Jaguar, fly kit, with | |
| Chrome rims that' s five star that she bought, when I was away on tour | |
| Hittin' my bank account, gettin' more and more money | |
| She got paid, it wasn' t funny, talkin' to myself oh you big big dummy | |
| Just my luck, that I' m stuck with a marriage and a baby | |
| Who lays in a gold carriage now I can' t leave, if I do she gets half | |
| Oh yes, the whole damn bash of money so I chill, and act so sweet | |
| Kiss her feet, can' t picture bein' in the street so I give a fake smile | |
| And a fake laugh fake everything so I can keep all my cash | |
| Fake talk, like I love you so much, but wishin', she gets hit | |
| By a Mack truck next time, if there' s one I' ll know | |
| That most women strictly out for the dough, they' re called Gold Diggers | |
| She' s a gold digger | |
| She' s a gold digger | |
| She' s a gold digger | |
| The P had a close call, quiet as kept I dated this, " Fly girl" | |
| Yeah, and almost got wicked, she had green eyes, thunder thighs | |
| And a def body, top it off, she drove a black Maserati | |
| Chrome kit, with a smile I couldn' t resist, I tapped E | |
| On the shoulder and said, " Yeah I gots to get this" | |
| Not with that smile and that stupid boomin' figure till one day | |
| She spent the crazy dough ten G' s on Levi' s, cold went Rambo | |
| But then she smiled, gave me a back massage gassed my head up | |
| And said, Oh P you' re so large like a jerk, I went for the line like a fish | |
| But she was far from dream girl, and more like a death wish | |
| She likes to sit back, lamp, walk on plush rugs whip my fivesixty | |
| Sip Moet and bug tried to but she cut me off and said | |
| Guess what? I' m pregnant" yeah and the child is yours | |
| So to fellas, who wanna keep they cash or beware of the jack | |
| Hammer and the helmet that glows ' cause she' s a gold digger | |
| She' s a gold digger | |
| She' s a gold digger | |
| She' s a gold digger | |
| That' s why, men in the 90' s must watch themselves | |
| ' Cause ladies of the 80' s got hip and went for self | |
| With the new divorce laws, which entitles them half | |
| That means the house goes, the car, you and half your cash | |
| What a price to pay, but if you play you pay | |
| ' Cause women of the world they got smart today | |
| They flash a smile and profile a pucker with a strut | |
| Try to move in knock the boots and got stuck | |
| With alimony payments time to meet Judge Wapner | |
| You try to flip and cut, but she smiles ' cause she gotcha | |
| You get a flashback to wedding, when you vowed the vow | |
| Said the two deadly words I do but look now, you lost the house | |
| The car eatin' TV dinners in a one bedroom apartment | |
| Boy you picked a winner but what goes around, comes around | |
| That' s why she wheels the Benz and you ride Greyhound | |
| Oh, just your luck, they on strike, take off the wedding band | |
| Put out the thumb, time to hitchhike and the more you walk | |
| The pain from your corns get bigger, now you know | |
| Not to mess with a gold digger | |
| She' s a gold digger | |
| She' s a gold digger | |
| She' s a gold digger | |
| Yeah EPMD' s in effect, DJ Scratch runs flex boy | |
| Hit Squad in effect in the house | |
| Large | |
| Yeah, she get half |
| Oh what the heck, let' s get married and have a son named Erick | |
| No big deal, no sweat I was in for a big surprise | |
| And when I saw the judge hammer pass my green eyes | |
| Brain locked, my whole damn head was malfunctional | |
| ' Cause I forgot to cosign a prenuptial, agreement, now her case | |
| Is hard like cement, I have no files on all the money she spent | |
| She has a car, nineteen ninety brand new Jaguar, fly kit, with | |
| Chrome rims that' s five star that she bought, when I was away on tour | |
| Hittin' my bank account, gettin' more and more money | |
| She got paid, it wasn' t funny, talkin' to myself oh you big big dummy | |
| Just my luck, that I' m stuck with a marriage and a baby | |
| Who lays in a gold carriage now I can' t leave, if I do she gets half | |
| Oh yes, the whole damn bash of money so I chill, and act so sweet | |
| Kiss her feet, can' t picture bein' in the street so I give a fake smile | |
| And a fake laugh fake everything so I can keep all my cash | |
| Fake talk, like I love you so much, but wishin', she gets hit | |
| By a Mack truck next time, if there' s one I' ll know | |
| That most women strictly out for the dough, they' re called Gold Diggers | |
| She' s a gold digger | |
| She' s a gold digger | |
| She' s a gold digger | |
| The P had a close call, quiet as kept I dated this, " Fly girl" | |
| Yeah, and almost got wicked, she had green eyes, thunder thighs | |
| And a def body, top it off, she drove a black Maserati | |
| Chrome kit, with a smile I couldn' t resist, I tapped E | |
| On the shoulder and said, " Yeah I gots to get this" | |
| Not with that smile and that stupid boomin' figure till one day | |
| She spent the crazy dough ten G' s on Levi' s, cold went Rambo | |
| But then she smiled, gave me a back massage gassed my head up | |
| And said, Oh P you' re so large like a jerk, I went for the line like a fish | |
| But she was far from dream girl, and more like a death wish | |
| She likes to sit back, lamp, walk on plush rugs whip my fivesixty | |
| Sip Moet and bug tried to but she cut me off and said | |
| Guess what? I' m pregnant" yeah and the child is yours | |
| So to fellas, who wanna keep they cash or beware of the jack | |
| Hammer and the helmet that glows ' cause she' s a gold digger | |
| She' s a gold digger | |
| She' s a gold digger | |
| She' s a gold digger | |
| That' s why, men in the 90' s must watch themselves | |
| ' Cause ladies of the 80' s got hip and went for self | |
| With the new divorce laws, which entitles them half | |
| That means the house goes, the car, you and half your cash | |
| What a price to pay, but if you play you pay | |
| ' Cause women of the world they got smart today | |
| They flash a smile and profile a pucker with a strut | |
| Try to move in knock the boots and got stuck | |
| With alimony payments time to meet Judge Wapner | |
| You try to flip and cut, but she smiles ' cause she gotcha | |
| You get a flashback to wedding, when you vowed the vow | |
| Said the two deadly words I do but look now, you lost the house | |
| The car eatin' TV dinners in a one bedroom apartment | |
| Boy you picked a winner but what goes around, comes around | |
| That' s why she wheels the Benz and you ride Greyhound | |
| Oh, just your luck, they on strike, take off the wedding band | |
| Put out the thumb, time to hitchhike and the more you walk | |
| The pain from your corns get bigger, now you know | |
| Not to mess with a gold digger | |
| She' s a gold digger | |
| She' s a gold digger | |
| She' s a gold digger | |
| Yeah EPMD' s in effect, DJ Scratch runs flex boy | |
| Hit Squad in effect in the house | |
| Large | |
| Yeah, she get half |
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