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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 (uh)

(She take my 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 take my money)

Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger (when I'm in need)

But she ain't messin' with no broke niggas (I gotta leave)

Get down, girl, go'n 'head, get down (I gotta leave)

Get down, girl, go'n 'head, get down (I gotta leave)

Get down, girl, go'n 'head, get down (I gotta leave)

Get down, girl, go'n 'head (yeah, she take my money)

Cutie the bomb, met her at a beauty salon

With a baby Louis Vuitton under her underarm

She said, "I can tell you rock, 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 lookin' for the one, have you seen her?

My psychic told me she have a ass like Serena

Trina, Jennifer Lopez, four kids

And I gotta take all they bad ass to ShowBiz?

Okay, get yo' kids, but then they got their friends

I pulled up in the Benz, they all got up in

We all went to din' and then I had to pay

If you fuckin' with this girl then you better be paid

You know why? It take too much to touch her

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