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[Chorus:] Gold' diggin' girls, drivin' me crazy I can't take it no more Fellas sing! (Gold diggin' girls, drivin' me crazy I can't take it no more) [First Verse:] Now I really don't know what the heck is goin' on All I really know, man, somethin' is wrong About a couple of girls I know askin' for things From diamonds to chains, bracelets, bangles and gold rings They want to drive my car, they want to spend my money Everytime they want somethin', it's come here honey But I'm not a fool, and I don't play no games How dare you ask for somethin'? You don't even know my name Your hair is all fixed, your jeans real tight But if you don't clock dollars, you won't party tonight You'll have to settle for less, and that means nothin' You say you won't have sex, well I think that you're bluffin' Girl I know your secrets, that's why my money's stacked You either want gold, or my cadillac Who're you tryin' to fool? The D is never slippin' I'm still nasty as Hell, and to girls that be trippin' [Chorus] Letras de canciones [Second Verse:] Me and my homie took the van, and we drove it to the store There was a female there that we had never seen before Her body looked-ed nice, her hair was in a curl But from the looks of things, we could tell she's a material girl She had lots of gold rings, fingers that were stacked My homie looked at me and said "Nas-D lets jack" I almost took the bait, but I just couldn't do it Already runnin' late, so I had to get to it We hopped back in the ride, and drove to U.S.A. We started seein' faces that we see everyday The girls were in crowds, fellas were actin' lazy Someone mentioned Nas-D, and they all went crazy Gold diggers beggin', you know what I think? They must've thought I was a bank, cuz I wear Gucci links Come on girls askin' for things, oh boy I had to dip I mean I can't believe it, but the females they trip [Chorus] [Third Verse:] Every guy wants to know why girls do what they do Us fellas can't get over without them askin' you For somethin' to eat, somethin' to wear, get their hair done When they approach askin' for somethin', you wanna run Gold here, gold there, gold everywhere Piled up on the chick with the weave in her hair This song is for the guys, so I hope that you listen Don't let ANY girl, fool you on a gold mission [Chorus] From Letras Mania