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Gold Digger now I'm not saying she's a gold digger but her hands are in my pants pants pants and I'm thinking as far as I can figure she's not asking me to dance dance dance cause the only tune I can hear playing is the one that's in my head head head and she's not skinny but she keeps saying honey I need some bread bread bread only last week she was begging me she's needing cash for her sister sister sister in my pocket once again you see surprised her hand isn't one blister blister blister I tell her go away you fool you're not coning me this time time time then she cries saying I'm not cool the way you treat me is a crime crime crime that's a lie and you know it honey I give you everything you need need need but all you seem to want is my money I'm not a turnip and I bleed bleed bleed so I'm not saying she's a gold digger but her hands are always in my pants pants pants and I'm thinking as far as I can figure she's still not asking me to dance dance dance Gomer LePoet....
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Oct 27, 2013
Oct 27, 2013 at 9:28 AM UTC
Gold Digger
Gold Digger now I'm not saying she's a gold digger but her hands are in my pants pants pants and I'm thinking as far as I can figure she's not asking me to dance dance dance cause the only tune I can hear playing is the one that's in my head head head and she's not skinny but she keeps saying honey I need some bread bread bread only last week she was begging me she's needing cash for her sister sister sister in my pocket once again you see surprised her hand isn't one blister blister blister I tell her go away you fool you're not coning me this time time time then she cries saying I'm not cool the way you treat me is a crime crime crime that's a lie and you know it honey I give you everything you need need need but all you seem to want is my money I'm not a turnip and I bleed bleed bleed so I'm not saying she's a gold digger but her hands are always in my pants pants pants and I'm thinking as far as I can figure she's still not asking me to dance dance dance Gomer LePoet....
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Oct 27, 2013
Oct 27, 2013 at 9:28 AM UTC
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