Money In The Bank

by U2

She got no money in the bank
She be walking 'round actin' all stank
Now she at the party looking at me
Don't be seekin' 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 the hand open like I pay that girl

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 this 'pala [?]
Cris' in the yard in the new finny bags
Anything is good cuz 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 look down south
Why don't you take it out my pants and put it in your mouth (echoes)

She ain't got no money in the bank
She be walking 'round actin' all stank
Now she at the party looking at me
Don't be seekin' 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 the hand open like I pay that girl

I see ya, you got the good shoes on
Good dress on, I mean you got the best song
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 you on face (face)

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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Money in The Bank

by Patti Smith

{*cash register ringing up a sale*}

[Lil Scrappy]
Okay-kay-kay-kayyy, G's up, Lil Scrappy
I got money
BME (BME), money in the bank, G-Unit!

[Chorus - 4X]
I got money in the bank (yea)
shawty what you drank

[Lil Scrappy]
I'ma get that, dough and fuck with dem, hoes
Young ladied that know me know Scrappy's a, pro
Fill up at the, bar go get a mas-sage
Find me a couple we can make it a, me-nage
You be tryin, hard but nigga don't, start
You be doin shit is gon' get you to the, morgue
I go get that, paper a mega fuckin watch
I be pullin out knots, that can buy me a, yacht
Hold on baby, please, go get on yo', knees
If you don't do it for me then do it for the, cheese (yea)
I got extra weed (yea) money long like sleeves (yea)
If a nigga try to creep, I got extra heat
Got a bank account {*cha-ching*} with a large amount
If a nigga wanna talk, nigga we can let it bounce (bounce)
Take it outside, nigga fuck fallin back
Killers run up in the club, ballin with a bigger stack

[Chorus] - 2X

[Young Buck]
Two step with me, let me show you how it goes
The Murciélago, lemme show you how it rolls
I got a Bentley that I only drove one time
50 bought it for me shorty but it's still mine
My Chevy clean and the paint look like lemon-lime
You wanna shine, it ain't hard, just get on your grind
We keep a bankroll, wallet full of credit cards
Cup full of Cristal, box full of cigars
Dirty South tatted on my back, I'm country
She said she like the way I talk, these hoes love me
Club goin crazy, we throwin out stacks
G-Unit South yeah, tell the DJ bring it back
See I'm A-Town stompin in a A-Town hat
But I'm reppin Tennessee, like my homey Project Pat
It ain't 'bout where you from homeboy it's where you at
Scrappy beat me on the dice, yeah it's cool I'll be back
Cause I got

[Chorus] - 2X

[Lil Scrappy]
50, got me, Lil Jon, got me
I got a big-ass squad, how you gon' stop me
Y'all niggaz, watch me, rise to the, top
My shit gon', sell, yo' shit gon', flop
Lil Jon, got me, 50, got me
I got a big-ass family, how you gon' stop me
Y'all niggaz, watch me, rise to the, top
My shit gon', sell, yo' shit gon', flop

[Chorus] - 2X

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Money In The Bank

by João De Barro

It's Friday night, baby, get ready, set, go.
Gonna take you to the Krystal and a picture show.
Well, the sky's the limit, there's no price too high,
Baby, you're the apple of my eye.
Got my paycheck in my pocket and some gas in the tank:
Honey, your love's better than money in the bank.

I wish I had a bass boat and a Z-28.
But I guess that stuff'll have to wait.
'Cause I'm saving on a washer and a wedding ring,
I want this love to be a lasting thing.
Right at the top, that's where you rank:
Honey, your love's better than money in the bank.

Oh, oh, you make me feel like a million bucks.
Oh, oh, I oughta drive you around in an armored truck.

Late last night, I had a crazy dream.
I met a man who invented a money machine.
He said: "I know things are tight and times are tough,"
But he'd give me the machine if I'd give you up.
I just looked him in the eye and I said: "No thanks."
Honey, your love's better than money in the bank.
Honey, your love's better than money in the bank.