[Luda]

Ow! Track-stars woohey DTP
Let's Go

[Chorus: Bobby v]

She's dangerous,(Uh huh) super bad (OK)
Better watch out she'll take ya cash
She's a gold digger [x2]

She's dangerous (alright) super bad (uh huh)
Better watch out she'll take ya cash
She's a gold digger [x2]

[Luda]

Yeah, she's a money magnet, smell a dollar bill in ya clothes
Gold digger signs from her head to her toes
You hear me sayin no don't mess with the stress
She's out to get ya dough nuttin more nuttin less
Shes lookin' for a prize, man you killin me
Actin like you don't see the dollar signs in her eyes
She wants her nails done, and her hair, too
Plus a diamond necklace, that's all on you
You still can't see it, yeah yo a sucka
If you do it homeboy man i couldn't be it
Hypnotised by her good looks?
Yup maybe, but a victim for a good crook? Nope not me!
Consider yourself warned so you can stay
Or you can stick to my rhyme and get the heck away!
Either way, go figure, she's a gold digger
Gettin' close as your bank roll grows bigger

[Bobby V]
She's dangerous, super bad,
Better watch out she'll take ya cash
She's a gold digger
She's a gold digger
[Repeat Chorus]

[Lil' Fate]

You gotcha way witha beauty
Intrigued with a brain
When she look at you she only see "ching-ching"
A mill around your neck,a mill around your arms
A championship ring, she must be a bowla huh?
She turns on the metre, as soon as you meet her
And when she bite the bait, she hooks line and sinker
When money talks she tap like FBI
Waiting on her sheriff to handcuff the right guy
Look you in the eye, and tell a boldface lie
Schemin on the way to money yo, well ya tried
Guess it's a game now, gotta watch who you trust
Like her because she's only out for your bucks
Ye sir, she's all about getting paid
At the end of everyday it's a fine new prey,
What more can i say? better wise up son
Better watch out, she'll leave yah with insuffiant funds

[Chorus X2]

[Bobby V]

She said fancy cars
She said movie stars you better watch your back
Or She'll be spending up your cheque
Oh yeah For the growin boy stop
She'll be riding in yo drop

She's aGold digga, gold digga, gold digga yeah yeah

[Luda]

She's dreaming, schemin on a way to get your dough
She hit the lottery and now you hit the floor, so where's da cash at man you just don't know
It seems you got got and that's for sure

[Lil' Fate]

Yeah she looks like a modelling chik
But don't do it unless you got dollars of risk
Shes a pimpstress running my gamein the olympics
To cease your assests like the IRS

[Chorus] [Repeat till fade]