| She ain’t got no money in the bank
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| She be walkin round actin all stank
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| Now she at the party lookin at me
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| Hopin she could get saved by me
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| I’m lookin at her like I ain’t tryin to save that girl (NO SIR!!!)
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| I ain’t tryin to save that girl (NO SIR!!!)
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| I ain’t tryin to save that girl
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| She got her hand open like I’m finna pay that girl
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| Now… what y’all wanna do?
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| Wanna be ballers? |
| Shot-callers? |
| Brawlers?
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| Give me your number I bet she 'gon call ya
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| Come on dog she want you to spoil her
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| Christian Dior or them new Fendi bags
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| Anything is good ccause it’s better than she had
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| She sittin at the bar and she’s lookin so sad
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| Talkin about, uh, I wanna ride in your jag
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| Uh uh uh, I wanna ride to your house
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| I said easy chick I fly to my house
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| I, live so far think I live down south
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| Why don’t you pull it out my pants or put it in your mouth!!!
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| She ain’t got no money in the bank
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| She be walkin round actin all stank
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| Now she at the party lookin at me
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| Hopin she could get saved by me
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| I’m lookin at her like I ain’t tryin to save that girl (NO SIR!!!)
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| I ain’t tryin to save that girl (NO SIR!!!)
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| I ain’t tryin to save that girl
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| She got her hand open like I’m finna pay that girl
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| I see ya, you got the good shoes on
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| And your good dress on I mean you got your best on
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| I’m sittin at the back drinkin Vive and Clico
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| The Roselito, you know how we do
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| Before them bottles came you wasn’t fuckin with my niggas
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| My homey say what’s up you sayin nothin to my nigga
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| Come on girlfriend why you frontin for my niggas
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| It comes to the paper it’s nothin to y noggas
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| Don’t you know we got that (Money in the bank)… (I repeat)
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| D-D-D-Don't you know we got that (Money in the ban)
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| Man you ain’t gettin nothin from me or my (Bank)
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| Better get you own, g-g-g-get out my face
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| She ain’t got no money in the bank
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| She be walkin round actin all stank
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| Now she at the party lookin at me
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| Hopin she could get saved by me
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| I’m lookin at her like I ain’t tryin to save that girl (NO SIR!!!)
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| I ain’t tryin to save that girl (NO SIR!!!)
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| I ain’t tryin to save that girl
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| She got her hand open like I’m finna pay that girl
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| It’s started out soft and warm
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| Don’t get excited I’ve been invited to the quiet storm
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| And, now it’s out of hand cause she told me she hate me
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| And then she said what the hell I done lately
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| First she said all she need is love and affection
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| Let me be your angel, and I’ll be your protection
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| Took her out bought her all kinds of things
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| But it wasn’t enough, so this the song I sing cause she broke
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| She ain’t got no money in the bank
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| She be walkin round actin all stank
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| Now she at the party lookin at me
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| Hopin she could get saved by me
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| I’m lookin at her like I ain’t tryin to save that girl (NO SIR!!!)
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| I ain’t tryin to save that girl (NO SIR!!!)
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| I ain’t tryin to save that girl
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| She got her hand open like I’m finna pay that girl |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Money In The Bank , by - Swizz Beatz. Song from the album One Man Band Man, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп