Diggin' 4 Gold Lyrics

Deep in A Bathing Ape pockets with a shovel

Call her an elevator, 'cuz she on her own level

Like a drunk man rims, man these ladies got me bent

Tryna' to leave me hot, as a dryer, wit' extra lint

Burn a hole in my wallet, but without the zippo

Wasn't on a trampoline, so what ya flip for

Some of ya cake daddy's askin', how I make that girl cry

I kept the bank roll, n' shot da' rubber band in her eye

It was bad enough, you was gettin' paid the minimum

She drivin' yo car wit' these high gas prices, ya really dumb

Done saw plenty couples, where she say she feelin' him

The other day found out her nickname is give me some

Look good with her hair down in that pink lingerie

But we can't be together, 'cuz we both money hungry

I saw this group of bad women, yet it turned out they were crooks

Without the gun n' ski mask, robbing with their good looks

They out to get paid, n' get all that ya got

Run when they hear a penny drop, in the parking lot

As usual, I'm fresh from my head to my feet

Ain't no stacks droppin' baby, only ya panties n' this beat

Guess I kinda' knew, som' was wrong from the start

'Cuz sweetheart, kept pushing around an empty shoppin' cart

Ya spilled my drink, to see if I can buy another one

Eyes lit up when, ya' saw I bought a betta' one

Love my dirty drawers, n' drink my bath water

It shouldn't matter if I'm broke, you still outta

Cute in the face, but word is you a boppa

Yo boy will pick her up, quicker than I done dropped her

Betcha' when I see him again, he still got her

You can trick off, pop bottles, I pop collars

Groupies laughin' all in my face, they gets nada

Order from the value menu, them burgers cost a dollar

What do you think they mean, when them girls say, they diggin' you

And don't think she the only one, ya partners even diggin' you

Took her to the doctor, 'cuz you thought she was goin' blind

Realized the problem was them dolla' signs in her eye

Went from having it all, to pickin' up empty cans

Reachin' in ya' pockets wit' super glue on her hands

God damn, glad I ain't gotta' go through that no more

Damn, that was a close call with the Po-po

Swerve to avoid hittin' this lady in the road

Jumped on the hood of the car, that just go to show

No 49ers, but she trying to get this gold

Walk by, and the smell of crisp twenties hit her nose

Had to repeat myself, said I had a cinnamon roll

Wit' the wax in her ear, all she heard was bigger payroll

Had the nerve to tell me last night, I was bein' cheap

Like Deebo, she had no business in my pockets while I'm asleep

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