Gold Digger

Oh, what the heck, let's get married

And have a son named Erick, no big deal, no sweat

Hmm, I was in for a big surprise

And when I saw the judge hammer pass my green eyes

Brainlocked, my whole damn head was malfunctional

'Cause I forgot to co-sign a prenuptial agreement

Now her case is hard like cement

I have no files on all the money she spent

She has a car, nineteen ninety brand new Jaguar

Fly kit, with chrome rims that's five star

That she bought, when I was away on tour

Hittin' my bank account, gettin' more and more money

She got paid, it wasn't funny

Talkin' to myself, oh, you big, big dummy

Just my luck, that I'm stuck with a marriage

And a baby, who lays in a gold carriage

Now I can't leave, if I do she gets half, not the cash

Oh yes, the whole damn bash of money

So I chill, and act so sweet

Kiss her feet, can't picture bein' in the street

So I give a fake smile and a fake laugh

Fake everything so I can keep all my cash

Fake talk, like I love you so much

But wishin', she gets hit by a Mack truck

Next time, if there's one I'll know

That most women strictly out for the dough

They're called gold diggers

'Cause she's a gold digger

'Cause she's a gold digger

'Cause she's a gold digger

The P had a close call, quiet as kept I dated this

Fly girl, yeah, and almost got wicked

She had green eyes, thunder thighs and a def body, so what cha sayin'

Top it off, she drove a black Maserati

Chrome kit, with a smile I couldn't resist

I tapped E on the shoulder and said, "Yeah I gots to get this"

P cool, she could be a gold digger

Not with that smile and that stupid boomin' figure

'Till one day, she spent the crazy dough

Ten g's on Levis, cold went Rambo

But then she smiled, gave me a back massage

Gassed my head up, and said, oh P you're so large

Like a jerk, I went for the line like a fish

But she was far from dream girl, and more like a death wish

She likes to sit back, lamp, walk on plush rug

Whip my five-sixty sip Moet and bug, so did you flip?

Tried to but she cut me off and said, "Guess what?"

What, "I'm pregnant", Pregnant? Damn

Yeah and the child is yours

So to fellas, who wanna keep they cash

Or beware of the jack hammer and the helmet that glows

'Cause she's a gold digger

'Cause she's a gold digger

'Cause she's a gold digger

'Cause she's a gold digger

That's why, men in the nineties must watch themselves

'Cause ladies of the eighties got hip and went for self

With the new divorce laws which entitles them half

That means the house goes, the car, you and half your cash

What a price to pay but if you play, you pay

'Cause women of the world they got smart today

They flash a smile and profile

A pucker with a strut

Try to move in, knock the boots

And got stuck, with alimony payments

Time to meet Judge Wapner

You try to flip and cut, but she smiles 'cause she gotcha

You get a flashback to wedding, when you vowed the vow

Said the two deadly words, "I do"

But look now, you lost the house, the car

Eatin' TV dinners in a one bedroom apartment

Boy you picked a winner

But what goes around, comes around

That's why she wheels the Benz

And you ride Greyhound

Oh, just your luck, they on strike

Take off the wedding band, put out the thumb, time to hitch-hike

And the more you walk the pain from your corns get bigger

Not to mess with a gold digger

'Cause she's a gold digger

'Cause she's a gold digger

'Cause she's a gold digger

Yeah EPMD's in effect, DJ Scratch runs flex boy

Hit Squad in effect in the house