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It's Showtime!! [Chorus:] She ain't got no money in the bank She be walkin around actin all stank And now she at the party lookin at me Hopin she can get saved by me I'm lookin at her like 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! What yall wanna do?(do) Wanna be Ballerz, Shot Callerz, Callerz(brawlerz) You be ine the ride but she gon call ya Come on dawg she want you to spaul her Christian Dior and her new Fendi bags Anything is good cuz its better than she had You sittin at the bar and she lookin so sad Talkin bout "Uh I wanna ride in ya Jag" "Uh uh uh, I wanna ride to ya house" I said "easy chick I fly to my house" I, live so far I think I live down south Why don't you take my pants and put it... [echo] Letras de canciones [Chorus] [Verse 2:] I see ya, you got ya good shoes on And good dress on, that mean you got ya vest on You sittin in back drinkin V Vick Lico The Roselito, you know how we do Before those came you wasn't fuckin with my nigga My Homie say watsup you sayin nothin to my nigga Come on girlfriend why is you frontin for my nigga The come and paper, its nothin for my nigga Don't you know we got the oney in the..(I Repeat) D-d-don't you know we got the money Man you ain't gettin from me or my (bank) You betta get ya own(g-g-get out my face)(Goodbye) [Chorus] [Verse 3:] It started out soft and warm Don't get excited I've been invited to a quiet storm Now it's outta hand cuz she tolld me she hate me And then she said "What the hell I done Lately?" First 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 the song I sing, cuz she broke [Chorus] From Letras Mania