Don’t Save Her (Video/Radio Remix)

Lyrics

[Hook] Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved (Ain't nothin' goin' on but the money and power) Don't save her (I wanna be saved) she don't wanna be saved Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved (Ain't nothin going on but the money and power) Don't save her (I wanna be saved) she don't wanna be saved Don't save her she don't wanna be saved (G-g-got one in the chamber for you weak a** coward) Don't save her (I wanna be saved) she don't wanna be saved Don't save her she don't wanna be saved (Ain't nothin' goin' on but the money and power) Don't save her (I wanna be saved) she don't wanna be saved Don't save her she don't wanna be saved (G-g-got one in the chamber for you weak a** cowards) Don't save her (I wanna be saved) she don't wanna be saved [Verse 1: Project Pat] I'ma introduce me Project Pat I keep it real I'ma introduce you you's a sucka faking deals If you gonna let these freaky h**s run yo life I don't understand how you turn a freak into a wife I don't even get why you be eating out her draws You done bought the b**ch a phone Now you screening in all the calls It's about 4 A.M. she ain't nowhere to be found Some-where wit her friend d*** in face and turned to ground But you best save it last and you know that she'll go Suckin d**, chewin cat, and I hear she on that blow Did a line maybe two now she down to do the dew Took her to the studio so she down to do the crew I know just what to do You can ask that h* to leave Once the b**ch pack her sh** Hurry up and run them streets Two things I ain't never in my life done seen before Is a U.F.O. or a h** that wouldn't go [Hook] [Verse 2: DJ Paul] Now once again the big body done got the broads a starin' They see me ridin' twenty-three's and a playa ain't carin' Got em' after me, tryin' to capture me Tryin' to tackle me, care for me, hassle me I'm ballin' off the B-A-C I just ain't got no room in my life for a new friend Especially one that's takin', no payin' or droppin' ends I'm tellin' em' off top lil' mama my pockets low I'm lookin' at your purse I'm tryin to come off you h*, for sho' [Verse 3: Juicy J] Cruisin' down the street they be like, man he pimpin' Always checkin' tracks and grabbin' all the women Chickens see me flickin' be like playa or what Them twenties blangin' blangin' on that Cadillac truck And when I'm in the crib they be like hey it's the mack I'm on them Black & Mild's so I just fire up a black The thang in playa game is that we tryin' to get paid My name is Juicy Jigga, no we freein' no slaves [Hook] [Verse 4: Crunchy Black] Ain't nothin goin on but the money and power Got one in the chamber fo' you weak a** cowards And I'm tired of you n****s goin' saving these b**ches Stop saving these h**s let another n***a get em' I ain't trying to be a trick I'm just sayin' my dog Let a n***a get deep down in them draws Take her over my dogs so we can do her y'all Everybody can do it let's just have a ball Ain't nothin' goin' on but the money and power Too many n****s out here cowards They be saving them h**s they be paying them h**s But a n***a like me can not go I'm be kickin' in doors I be f***in' these h**s I be slamin' em' down like dominoes B**ch you didn't know it's CB bro In and out these h**s doough like whoa [Hook] to fade