Loving nobody but You. ♥

Intro
“It’s Showtime”

Chorus
She ain’t got no money in the bank (no)
She be walkin round acting all stank (no)
(Showtime)
And now she at the party lookin at me
(I told you the Swizz album crazy)
Hoping she could get saved by me
I’m looking at her like
I ain’t tryna save that girl (no sir)
I ain’t tryna save that girl (no sir)
I ain’t tryna save that girl (no sir)
She got her hand out but I ain’t tryna pay that girl

Verse 1
Now what ya’ll wanna do
Wanna be ballers, shot callers, brawlers
Give her your number I bet she gonna call ya
Come on dog she want you to spoil her
Christian Dior and them new Fendi bags
Anything that’s good cause it’s better than she had
She sitting at the bar when she looking so sad
Talking bout I wanna ride in your jag
I wanna ride to your house
I said easy chick I fly to my house
I live so far I think I live down south
Why don’t you pull out my passport
Put it in put put it in ya put it ya . . .

Chorus

Verse 2
I see ya
You got your good shoes on and your good dress on
I mean you got your best on
You sittin in the back drinking Veuve and Cliequot
Your rose ain’t lethal
You know how we do
Before them bottles came you wasn’t f------ with my n-----
My homies say what’s up you saying nothing to my n-----
Come on girlfriend why you frontin for my n-----
When coming to paper it’s nothing for my n-----
Don’t you know we got that money in the bank (I repeat)
Don’t you know we got that money in the bank
Man you ain’t getting nothing from me or my bank
You better get your own (get out my face fool)

Chorus
Ridin with my top down
With my jewelry on
Hey I’m just getting my hood on
I’m just, I’m just, doing my thing
I’m just, I’m just d- doing my thing
Hey (yup), Hey (yup), Hey (yup), Hey
I said I’m
Ridin with my top down
With my jewelry on
Hey, let me get my hood on

Verse 1
I’m in the hood bouncing
Spraying like a fountain
Money like a mountain
Tell me why you’re bouting
I know why you’re bouting
Cause we getting paper, eh
Tell em again Swizzy
We get more paper
I’m in the hood top down
With my jewelry on me (jewelry on me)
With security on me
I got my goons on me
I get em off me
I shake them haters off me
Get em off me
I shake them haters off me
N----- is you with me, my b------ is you with me
If you got a problem then
Sucka come and get me, get me

Ya’ll know my name
You see the candy paint
It spell my name
Swizzy

Chorus

Verse 2
It’s like bum, bum, bum, bum, bum
You know the block is bumping
Things on the corner man, you know the block is bumping
Speakers in your trunk sh-- thumping
They playing my song
People is jumping