Show Is Over

[Intro]
Coo-Coo-Coo– Cookin' Soul

[Verse: The Game & Evelyn "Champagne" King]
Got money in da bank, money in my socks draws
Money green Range Rover, I'm rolling wit top dogs
Money behind the rim brand, on the top floor
So if rap don't work I got money to cop more
Hundreds spoke Daytons on Impalas, that's how we rolling
Hydraulics funded by the Doctor, the dollars in my wallets
Got bitches ha-ha-hollaring so I pop my collar den
Tell her to breath easy mommy come up for oxygen
("Woh-oh-oh-oh")
When your counting your Benjamins, you witness all kind of shit
Throwing bullets defending that green like donavon, yeah
The bone crusher, the chrome touch ya
You can't get them off ur ass cocksucker the phone buster
Put bank on ur head my dow long like Russell
I.V., LEO, L.A Reid, blow green like L.A. trees
And I got a big enough buzz
To sell in new York like Pele jeans
("Woh-oh-oh-oh")

[Chorus: Evelyn "Champagne" King]
"The show is over (Over)
Baby, I won't be around (Woh-oh-oh-oh)
The show is over (Yeah)
Tomorrow I'm leaving the town"

[Outro: Evelyn "Champagne" King]
"Woh-oh-oh-oh"