We got ta let the girls know what they gotta do for us!
 Verse One: Erick Sermon
 Oh what the heck  let's get married and have a son named Erick
 No big deal  no sweat
 Hmmm  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 (3X)
 Verse Two: Parrish Smith
 The P had a close call, quiet as kept I dated this
 "Flyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy girl"
 Yeah, and almost got vicked
 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
 til one day, she spent the crazy dough
 Ten G's on Levi's, 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 rugs
 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 (3X)
 Verse Three: Erick Sermon, Parrish Smith
 [E] That's why, men in the 90's must watch themselves
 [P] Cause ladies of the 80's got hip and went for self
 With the new divorce laws, which entitles them half
 [E] That means the house goes
 [P] The car
 [E] You and half your cash
 [P] 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
 [E] A pucker with a strut
 [P] Try to move in
 [E] Knock the boots
 [P] And got stuck, with alimony payments
 [E] Time to meet Judge Wapner
 [P] 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
 [E] I do
 [P] But look now, you lost the house
 [E] The car
 [P] Eatin TV dinners in a one bedroom apartment
 [E] Boy you picked a winner
 [P] But what goes around, comes around
 [E] That's why she wheels the Benz
 [P] 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
 (Now you know)
 Not to mess with a gold digger
 Cause she's a gold digger (repeat 3X)
 [P] Yeah EPMD's in effect, DJ Scratch runs flex boy
 Hit Squad in effect in the house
 [E] Large!!
 Yeah, she get half