Gold Digger Poem by Preston Mwiinga

Wanitaya taya kuni kumba kumba kwati ndine nkonkola copper mine.
Sikunakokole wanisiya broke, I guesa I have to see Seer one for a prophecy.

You said you loved me but... che...... chineke their was never love.

You said you care for but alas it was just my money you wanted.

You said to me just because I came driving a very expensive to her, little did you I was only sent to park the vihicle.

Gold Digger because on your zeal to have a good like, you have always talked rubbish minus giving me a chance to nkala zee kwati nipa zee world.

Now that my laxuariers things get depleted like the soche bundle, you have eun away from me.
You claim I am not not your class but when eating my money you were my class.

You insult my mother,spit on my sisters and challenge them to be on the street.
Gold Digger I challenge you to stop it now because you are just a looses.