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[Chorus:] 

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 tryna save that girl 

I ain't tryna save that girl 

I ain't tryna save that girl 

She got her hand out but I ain't tryna pay that girl 



[Verse 1] 

Now, whatch'all wanna do? (do) 

Wanna be ballers, shot callers, brawlers 

You be in the back bet she gon' call ya 

Come on dawg she want *you to spoil her* 

Cris' in the yard in the new finny bags 

Anything is good cuz *its better than* she had 

She sitting at the bar and she's lookin' so sad 

Something 'bout, *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 look down south 

Why don't you take it out my pants and put it in yo (echoes) 



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[Verse 2:] 

I see ya, you got the 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 

That dope 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, g-g-g-get *out my* face (face) 



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[Verse 3:] 

It's started like;soft and warm; 

Don't get started, I'm invited to the new quiet storm 

Now was at the end cause she told me she hate me 

And then she said ;openin up and leave me; 

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 



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