"Money In the Bank" Lyrics

It's show time!

She ain't got no money in the bank
She be walking 'round, actin' all stank
Now she at the party looking at me
Hopin' she can get saved by me
I'm lookin' at her like (right)
I ain't tryin' to save that girl (no sir)
I ain't tryin' to save that girl (no sir)
I ain't tryin' to save that girl (no sir)
She got her hand up, but I ain't tryin' to pay that girl

Now, what y'all wanna do? (do)
Wannabe ballers, shot callers, brawlers
You be in the back, bet she gon' call ya
Come on, dog, she want this 'pala
Cristian Dior and them new Fendy bags
Anything is good 'cause it's better than she had
She sitting at the bar, and she's lookin' so sad
Something 'bout, uh-uh-uh, I wanna ride in your jag
Uh-uh-uh, I wanna ride to your house
I said, "Easy, chick, I fly to my house."
I live so far think I live down south
Why don't you pull it out my pants and put it in yo'...

I see ya; you got ya good shoes on
Good dress on; I mean, you got your best on
I'm sitting at the back drankin' Devil Liquor
The Roselito, you know how we do
In the Four Theme house you was fucking with my niggas
My homies say wassup, you saying nothing to my niggas
Come on, girlfriend, why you fronting for my niggas?
They come and that paper is nothing for my niggas
Don't you know we got that money in the... (I repeat)
Don't you know we got that money in the bank?
You ain't getting none from me or my bank
Better get you own, get out my face (face)

It started like "soft and warm"
Don't get excited; I've been invited to the quiet storm
Now it's out of hand 'cause she told me she hate me
And then she said "what the hell I've done lately"
Plus, she said all she want is love and affection
Let me be your angel, and I'll be your protection
Took her out, bought her all kinds of things
But it wasn't enough, so this is the song I sing
'Cause she broke