Don't you go potting a deal
Don't you buy a gucci chest
If it comes down to you or a pile of cash
I can tell you what she's gonna choose
The girls got her hands on a 2" ring
On a brand new Mercades Benz
She's gonna suck all the money from your bank account
Then she'll fuck all your friends
She'll do a gangbang with your friends, yeah
She's a gold-digging whore
She's a gold-digging whore
She's a gold-digging whore
Don't you go saying you love her
That's something that you're gonna regret
She's gonna take you for a ride and then she'll bury your ass
Underneath a mountain of debt
So don't you go calling her sweetheart
Or giving her a big old rock
You're gonna turn around and catch her at the whisky bar
Sucking George Clooney's cock
Then you'll be in for a shock
She's a gold-digging whore
But atleast you'll wanna fuck her some more
She's a gold-digging whore
She's a gold-digger
She's a gold-digger
Watch your bank account get bigger and bigger
She's a gold-digger
She's a gold-digger
Fucking all the white guys and all the Persians
She's a gold-digging whore
There's a half a dozen girls you could be dating
But this one's gonna ruin your credit rating
G-O-L-D-D-I-G-G-I-N-G-W-H-O-R-E
(I love you baby)
G-O-L-D-D-I-G-G-I-N-G-W-H-O-R-E
Everybody knows she's a gold-digging whore
She's a gold-digging whore
She's a cum birther, sperm dripping, yellow belly, money grabbing
Milking your wallet sore
She's a gold-digging whore
You can find her at the Prada store
She's a gold-digging whore
She's a gold-digger
She's a gold-digger
Just like all the others hanging out at the bar
She's a gold-digger
She's a gold-digger
Only 98% of us thinks she wants us
She's a gold-digging whore just like your mum
She's a gold-digging whore
Let me hear you retards spell it out
G-O-L-D-D-I-G-G-I-N-G-W-H-O-R-E
Writer(s): Russell Parrish, Darren Leader, Travis Haley, Ralph Saenz
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