Gold Digga Lyrics - Singles - Sa'ra Charismata

Shifa naniheh sloch 

Shifa nanineh 

Shifa nanineh sloch 

Shifa nanineh 

Cold sweat in an ugly stranger's bed 

Toxic kisses, bourbon in his breath 

Champs Elysees, private in the air 

All these riches, money grubbing bitches 

(Hell no) I'd rather die die die 

Than be a gold gold digga 

a gold gold digga 

(Hell no) I'd rather die die die 

Than be a gold gold digga 

a gold gold digga 

Gold Gold Gold 

Gold Gold Gold 

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Funds low got no money in the bank 

Rich power bitch movin' like a tank 

Indie swag, tote bag, haters for dinner 

I'm a lady-like sinner 

(Hell no) I'd rather die die die 

Than be a gold gold digga 

a gold gold digga 

(Hell no) I'd rather die die die 

Than be a gold gold digga 

a gold gold digga 

Gold Gold Gold 

Gold Gold Gold 

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Fake rich 

Fake fuck 

Fake tits 

Borrowed Dollar 

Fake house 

Fake lips 

Money slave on a collar 

on a collar 

on a collar 

on a collar 

Fake rich 

Fake fuck 

Fake tits 

Borrowed Dollar 

Fake house 

Fake lips 

Money slave on a collar 

on a collar 

on a collar 

on a collar 

(Hell no) I'd rather die die die 

Than be a gold gold digga 

a gold gold digga 

(Hell no) I'd rather die die die 

Than be a gold gold digga 

a gold gold digga 

Gold Gold Gold 

Gold Gold Gold 

Shifa naniheh sloch 

Shifa nanineh 

Shifa nanineh sloch 

Shifa nanineh 

Cold sweat in an ugly strangers bed