I ain't saying she's a gold digger, but she ain't messing with.... You know the words to this song, and I'm sure a couple of you know women who fit the song description. Yes, we have many BGC Natalies out here who only sees dollar signs and not the man for who he is. Yes we have those money hungry, do anything for a dollar and a new pair of shoes, type of women. These are the woman who can't do for themselves and wants someone else to do for them. The sad thing about it is that there are men out there who allow this to go on. It's a terrible epidemic which I'm actually somewhat jealous of.
These women have the skills to put on a Broadway Grammy/Emmy winning performance and in the end come out victorious. How do they do this? How can you pretend to like a guy, sometimes an unattractive guy, and use him for what he's got. You would have to kiss him, been seen with him in public, and even possibly have sex with him. All this for a couple of dollars and a possible shopping spree. Hey, it's wrong, but I give these women props,because I have the morals to not do it and I don't have the heart to. I have two stories related to this topic.
Back at home in the lovely NY, there is a man, yes a man, who I know and I know likes me. This man had money. I never asked, he always made a point to tell me or show it off. I am turned off by this. My mother raised me to never stick my hand out and beg for anything from anyone, so his money is not needed from me. He would always brag about how much he had in his pocket. One time he had a roll of singles which ended up to be hundreds which he told me he had found them laying around the house. *sigh* When he took his stacks out to pay for the simplest items, I always turned my head because I never want a man to catch me staring at his money. Money is not my motive. The man is, and he was definitely not mines. I felt a little sorry for him because his actions attracted the wrong women. These were the women who were looking for something and that something wasn't him. They were more interested with the money in his pockets than with him, and he lived that life, one "gold digger" at a time. He knows I would be a great woman for him because my intentions are all good, but I was never attracted to him because of his vain ways. I can't see myself being with someone for what they have. If I'm with someone, it's because I like that person. You can have money out the ass, but if I don't like you, I don't want you. If T Pain tried to speak to me, I wouldn't speak to him, auto tune and all.
Here at Howard, I know of a guy who comes from money. He isn't "damnnn girlll" attractive, but I was attracted to him. His style was different and there was just something I liked about him. But I felt like he wanted to buy me. He never threw money at me, but there was that undertone that he wouldn't hesitate to. That's not my style. And once I realized that was going to happen, I lost all feelings for him. I mean he still attractive to me, but a man who flaunts his money is not. Leave that to the gold diggers that I call hustlers because tricking ain't easy.
If I'm with a man and I'm trying to be paid, I want him filling me up with all types of emotions and feelings, not my wallet so I can feel like a high price whore. If I'm going to be with you, I want to be with you. I don't want to be paid for liking anyone. This, what I have, is not a servicing company. I don't need to be paid to be with anyone. I'll leave that for the female hustlers. They get paid and I am not mad at them. Go head, someones got to do it, but it isn't going to be me. Money isn't everything. Don't get me wrong, I would love for my man to take me on a shopping spree, what girl wouldn't. But get this, he would be my man because I like/love my man, not because I love his wallet.
But hey, I can't knock their hustle
If you think I'm easily influenced, you are easily mistaken - True Tales of Toni
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