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She take my money when I’m in need Yeah she’s a trifling friend indeed Oh she’s a gold digger 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 in Need) But she ain’t messin’ with no broke niggas (She gives me money) Now I ain’t sayin’ she a gold digger (When I’m in need) But she ain’t messin’ with no broke niggas 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 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 ROC 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 have an 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 fucking 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 with Usher I don’t care what none of you all say I still love her [Chorus] [Verse 2:] 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 mamma’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 you shorty TYCO with your money She went to the doctor got lypo with your money She walking around looking like Michael with your money Should of got that insured got GEICO for your money If you ant no punk holl
