Gold Digger Lyrics Meaning Novels & Stories

"Say it like you mean it!" "I'm not a golddigger!" People walking past the street turn to look at us, making disgusted faces at us before she begins to laugh "I think saying it makes it sound like I'm lying" I shrug, but I'm smiling now "Fair" She sighs "Maybe it's a good thing I can't see Coco right now, cause the dude literal stole my first kiss. I could strangle him" I shake my head, putting my arm on her shoulders "Believe me, golddiggers don't try killing the men they're trying to steal from until they're married. It's basic Golddigger 101"

“You think I haven’t heard about you? The little whore from the slums who tricked her way into this family? You’re nothing but a gold-digger, a desperate little tramp who saw her chance and took it!” The words stripped away what was left of my detached calm. *Whore. Tramp. Gold-digger.* The old wounds, barely scabbed over, ripped open with fresh pain. My knuckles, still clutching the carafe, turned white. “Listen, you little shit,” I growled, my voice low and dangerous. “You don’t know a damn thing about me. And you sure as hell don’t know what you’re talking about."

The fact that she played hard to get was funny and annoying and so I called her a two-timing beggar, cheat, liar, a big whore and a scheming gold digger because that was what she truly was. When I went to her house I could barely hold back my laughter. She was really funny, she needed the money but was just being stupid. I presented the diamond ring to her and I noticed how she looked at it proving her to be a gold digger or maybe in this context a diamond digger and isn't diamonds a ladies best friend?

Lydia yelled and Danielle jumped off her Logan's legs and ran to her brothers “Well if you don't want that then maybe you shouldn't have been any of those things in the first place, you shouldn't have been a gold digger in the first place.” “Really? If I was a gold digger why did I call an ambulance immediately you drank the poison, why didn't I steal from you when you were fighting for your life?” “At least you poisoned me for money.” “Yeah, yes I did but I did it to save my brother, he is was dying and you knew that.”

Baker, who hurriedly went away. "If you are so confident, why are you worried about this insignificant history?" I politely asked her "How dare you? You know what? Name your price." my eyes widened in surprise. "Don't you dare give me that look, we both know that you are a gold digger." I stared at her in confusion, wondering what I had done wrong to deserve the name-calling. "I only dug gold, ma'am, and am proud of that," I replied her with a stern face. "Hey Charm, Mom, can I borrow Charm for a second?" I heard Oliver's voice from behind.

Cynthia’s mother pointed at my pearl earrings and said in disdain, “You’re unworthy of wearing such nice pearl earrings. You must have used Luke’s money to buy them. “You’re cheap and a gold digger. People like you should be exposed online and canceled for life.” “Everyone, remember to like the video! We’re not just beating up a minx today, but also a gold digger!” “Gold diggers do whatever it takes to get money. She might have slept with old men too…” The streamer let her sentence fade away and glared at me in disgust. People flooded her livestream and insulted me. They cursed my parents and ancestors. I did not want to see the chat, but Cynthia’s father grabbed my head and forced me to loo

"Why should I trust you? Why should I believe you? You're a cheat for all I know. You cheated on me, so why should I believe you're here with good intentions?" He chuckled at my last words. "I'm not like that gold-digging nuisance. I have my own gold and if you want to dig it, it's all yours. I'll even hire workers to help you dig it because I don't want your pretty hands getting dirty." "Haha. Very funny." I muttered, his first sentence sticking to me. Who was the gold-digging nuisance? "Fortunately for me, I don't need to dig anyone's gold. I worked for mine." I replied, smirking at him.

"Act innocent so I will not know what you are planning, low class girls like you will find an opportunity to hook up with a rich guy like me to settle down in her life playing the innocent card, am I right?" She stood frozen in her place even though she wanted to slap him. "Golden digger” he muttered lowly but she heard. "What did you say?" "Applying makeup and dressing up to seduce a guy, aren’t you a golden digger?" "Ashad that's what you think about me?" "Where is my money you asked for your sister's marriage” he roared making her flinch. She couldn't believe her ears as to what he was uttering. "You thought I was a fool?"

“And how would you know that, Gia? Or wait, are you also dating Justin and hoping to snatch seventy percent for yourself?” She went quiet. Her tongue suddenly froze. I uncrossed my arms, lifted my chin, and gripped my bag with elegance. “You know what? I accept it. Yes, I’m a gold digger. That’s right. I dig gold. But at least, Gia, I was digging his bank account, not your grave. So thank you for the title. I wear it with pride.”

“I don’t know you. We spent one night together. One mistake. I have zero reason to sabotage your relationship.” He shrugs, careless and cruel, like none of this matters at all. “You wouldn’t be the first. Gold diggers always find their way to the spotlight.” I suck in a breath so sharp it hurts. Gold digger. My vision blurs with tears, burning and hot, but I blink them back violently. He does not get to see me cry. I force out a brittle laugh that sounds nothing like me. And then, before I can stop myself, I lean in, just enough so only he can hear.