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
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
