Gold Digger (Remix)

Lyrics

[Intro: Jamie Foxx] She take my money, when I'm in need Yeah, she's a triflin', friend indeed Oh, she's a gold digger, way over town That digs on me [Hook [x2]: Kanye West] She make my budget fall, but she ain't leavin' What this shit? It's the Gold Digger remix [Verse 1: Kanye West] Rapped bout gold diggers now I'm married to her I'ma God so Zilla looking scary to her It's like a jungle, she lookin like a cougar that worked at Hooters Pussy so big I had to maneuver A car into that shit What's my name? (Yeezus!) Yeah, that's it Couldn't even imagine I cummed that quick Chicks ratchet Rhymes diggin your casket First class fashion, nigga you know the habit We "In Da Club" 50 times a day in the VIP Shut the fuck up, you B-I-T- C-H You ain't no Big P-O-P-P-A I see my girl's sex tape everyday, unlike you I don't have to replay To watch it, over How you think the wheels started bouncing in that rover? [Hook] [Verse 2: Big Sean] Oh God, that ass so big But she takin all my bacon, I NEED MO PIGS! But still, I deleted all my sidechicks, now I need mo pics I don't know how to fix it, should I feed her mo dick? Good, music gon need some mo shit The platinum plaques gon look good in yo crib (No, bitch!) Well what you want (Daily trips to Rodeo Drive, my own private jet, 5 mi-) No way, hoe! Why don't you put on your lingerie and get ready to go play, hoe I'd rather go gay, hoe No matter what, I won't date hoes (A'ight, I'll change it to four, eight, tho That's 200 G's less) Lo' Jesus You getting annoying for no reason Gimme peace or our relationship is pieces [Hook] [Verse 3: Drake] Love me girl or not, love me slow, just don't stop We could drop to the floor of my drop or the yacht You look Photoshopped, I just mean you look hot I might burn my lips on ya tongue, just a thought I'm tripping in a moment, this game I gotta own it Style they wanna clone it, but I won't sell or loan it Now it's me alone wit my pen on that poem shit I usually don't smoke but tonight I got the bone lit And I'm on my grown tip cuz she got them full hips Cherry lip gloss got me lost, oh you so sick I'm slow sorta stammering, my flow sorta damaging And my pitch bewitches cuz I blow til it's bandages Said I slice bread til we all fed – sandwiches And we can eat free at the spot my homie manages Fame is like a flu that I can't shake or break through Got me extra feverish and even got my wrists blue That's ice if ya didn't know, nice cause I told ya so Life always on the Go, collect, copping houses whole [Hook] [Verse 4: Lil Wayne] Yeah You can bet your ass, as soon as I give her better sex and pills She'll get even more wet, and have better sex appeal I've always been strapped, better salute this veteran navy seal She says my dick like a four wheel, for real If you want beef your just cooked veal Roll me the extras since your nothing but the third wheel I'll light up your whole block and call it a highlight reel Rather you come to a standstill or told to sit still Hopefully you pray and have somewhere to kneel And get like still life and luckily you'll have life still Remember when Jack and Jill went up a hill? Well your Jill will get jacked and also kill you jack just for the thrill Now Jack is really going downhill Watch the throne, so I got eyes on that hill That is my throne, I'm king of that very hill That's right the ruler is I, I like the one thats concealed The third one I got, that can't be revealed I's like the letter Y between two E's, is how blind I feel And I'm sun burnt if any Feds lurk, so I don't recall, I just peel