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 It's Showtime!
 
 [Chorus:]
 She ain't got no money in  bank
 She  walking 'round actin' all stank
  she at the party looking at me
 Hopin' she  get saved by me
 I'm  at her like (right)
 I  tryna save that girl
 I  tryna save that girl
 I ain't tryna save that 
 She got her hand up but i  tryna play that girl
 
 [Verse 1]
 Now, whatch'all wanna do? 
 Wanna  ballers, shot callers, brawlers
 You be in the back  she gon' call ya
 Come on  she want this 'pala [?]
 Cris' in the yard in the  fendy bags
 Anything is good  she's baddest as she had
 She sitting at the bar  she's lookin' so sad
 Something 'bout, uh-uh-uh I wanna  in your jag
 Uh uh uh,  wanna ride to your house
 I said "easy chick, I  to my house"
 I, live so far think I live  south
 Why don't you take it out my  and put it in yo (echoes)
 
 [Chorus:]
 
 [Verse 2:]
 I see ya, you got the good shoes 
 Good dress  I mean you got your best song
 I'm sitting at the back drankin'  Liquor
 The Roselito, you know  we do
 In the Four Theme  you was fucking with my niggas
 My homies say wassup you saying nothing  my niggas
 Come on girlfriend why you fronting for  niggas
 That dope and that paper is nothing  my niggas
  you know we got that money in the... (I repeat)
 Don't you know  got that money in the bank
  ain't getting none from me or my bank
 Better get you own, g-g-g-get out my face 
 
 [Chorus]
 
 [Verse 3:]
  started like "soft and warm"
 Don't get  I'm invited to the quiet storm
 Now its out  hand cause she told me she hate me
 And then she said "what the hell I've  lately"
 Plus she said all she want is  and affection
  me be your angel, and I'll be your protection
 Took her  bought her all kinds of things
 But it wasn't enough,  this is the song I sing
 'Cause she broke