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Ain't No Gold Digger


"(She take my money)/Now I ain't saying she a gold digger/(When I'm in need)/But she ain't messing with no broke niggas...."- Kanye West featuring Jamie Foxx (Man, that was a good jam. Kanye at his prime)



"A man can lose money chasing women but he will never lose women chasing money",he said.
(Ironically,he's slept with a lot of women in the city,still chases them,dunno about him having money).And some girl claims he's a gentleman.(My foot!).It amazes me how the males,especially 'famous' males,in this country,have this mentality that every female they meet wants their money.What money?(You haven't met real money until you have 'Sheikh money' a.k.a 'Arab money'.Ask Janet).

And in my head I'm thinking,''what the....'',*raised eyebrow*,really??My response,"But one woman can make a man a millionaire.''Yes,truth be told,no woman wants to be a 'broke' guy,(love is good but,mukadzi nevana havafuri huswa).A man's primary role is to be the provider,protector and preacher,even the Good Book says so.But a woman also wants,and needs time,(even four minutes) with a man she has interests in.And a real woman understands that when a man has his hustle on,he has to chase the paper,so she just has to ride for him.(That is a language I truly understand).

The problem with males,is that even with that paper,they chase after the wrong women,(hoes to be precise.*no pun intended*,but if the shoe fits).Of course,a man needs to be able to financially take care of himself,and if he has a family,his family.That is how mankind was created.But what y'all do not know,is that from time in memorial,the real 'moneymakers' are women.If a man finds a good woman,she is definitely not going to wipeout his credit card or leave him so broke that he couldn't even pay attention.A real woman does not move around with a pick or drill.(She aint no golddiger).

Some friends of mine call me 'feline',because my personality resembles that of cats,(territorial,protective and hunters).For those who watch National Geographic channel,or have read about the behaviour of the cat-family,in particular lions,you would know that in a lion's pride,it is the lionesses who do the hunting.The male lion's main job is to head and lead the pride.Even when there are battles for pride lands,it is the lionesses that fight.My point,if the relationship arena was to be taken as the African savanna,then both men and women would move away from the ''gold digging'' concept.

A woman, a real woman, builds her man. She thinks long term,so those Pradas and Brazilian weaves can wait. She understands sacrifice, as painful as it is. When it is time for work and making that money, (which should be used to make more), everybody works. A real woman works hard for what she earns, works towards her dreams, and if a man is in the equation, he better not be a lazy one. A man is not a ladder, a bridge,or a stepping stone to having a better life, (he is part of the process of life). So yes, I want a good, comfortable life, I love to look like a million dollars and travel first class, but that, I believe,I have to work really hard,and smart to achieve, on my own. (And ladies,spending your own money is amazing and liberating.)You do not have to be enslaved in abusive relationships,no need to trade sex for your 'lifestyle',or be answerable to anyone.That is why I love Ne-yo's song,''She got her own'' a.k.a Miss Independent Part 2, ("I love it when she says/I've got it/I've got it...")

A man will lose money chasing after (the wrong) women but will never lose (the wrong) women chasing money.But a man who finds,(not chase),a good,wise,(Proverbs 31),woman,will become a millionaire,because a true Queen serves a feast for her King,a feast that she would have spent time making.

"The Queen ain't no gold digger,but she ain't messing with no broke nigga...but her King will be a rich nigga. We ride or die."-The Makings Of a Queen

Post script:Please forgive the profanity.

P.S: Always write your own love story.

Ciao!

Lady E

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