need Yeah, she's a triflin' friend indeed Oh, she's a gold digger way over town That digs on me (She give me money) Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger
sure need the Stone Age In the coming century The last of the diggers The last of the diggers The last of the diggers The last of the diggers has won
Devil digger Unforgiver I was on a different plane He said, "Come to me" Laid his hands upon my brow That's the last of me Devil digger Unbeliever
gold digger way over town That digs on me Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger But she ain't messin' wit no broke niggaz Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger
be spending up your cheque Oh yeah. For the growin... just won't stop Will be rottin in your eyes She's a...Gold digga, gold digga, gold digga yeah
Yes, I went on down for to see my true love She is the only girl I will speak of Yes, I dug on down for to see my girl Free her from the devil's world
We can make it better We can make it better We can make it better We can make it Somebody told me Delta's brown skin Aka is light skin It ain't supposed
Diamonds are forever They won't leave in the night I've no fear that they might desert me (Diamonds are forever, forever, forever) Throw ya diamonds
Dig little digger, don't be shy You saw your mother with another guy You think you'll tell her that she's one of a kind, you say My mother is mine You
You noble diggers all stand up now, stand up now You noble diggers all stand up now The wasteland to maintain sin (?) cavaliers by name Your digging does
know That most women strictly out for the dough They're called gold diggers 'Coz she's a gold digger 'Coz she's a gold digger 'Coz she's a gold digger
Some down is true This is a cold Feel is the son of god An cold is black side Now is the troops People flying on the night Walking through the night The
Dolitician idiots, cruel warriors Backstreet suchers Holy terror, deadly masters Bring us pain, anger and destruction What you need is what you get What
(by Rolling Stones; Jagger/Richards) Sun turning 'round with graceful motion We're setting off with soft explosion Bound for a star with fiery oceans
The wind lashed in our faces The English found our traces On moss-covered land Scotland we defend At Stirling bridge we try to last But we fail to stand
I love my cat, she's a wonderful one But she drives me mad I poked out her eye and then her eye And now she's dead And in the night the house burnt down
