Boosie Badazz, Brock Human, Webbie - Bank Roll (Part 2) lyrics

I send this out to my childhood role model
Catamisk big bank rolls, suzuki all gold
(whoo) fresh starch yo clothes had
All da fine hoesevery
Time he took a picture he pulled out
His bankroll i watched and observed niggas
Taught me how tah serve
(word) turnt 16 i was
At the corner curbbig knots in
My dickie pantshad a
Plug on dat weed and had a plug
On dat cain i'm off da chain mayne! trell
Came home i was oneverythang dat nigga
Throwed me it was gonelil ivy taught
Me bankrolls fuck a bitch
(mob) i got dis caine mayneand i got
Dis weed and syrup shit well lets
Get rich i got too many knots i
Couldn't put it in a box
(DAMN) 6 months really a nigga actin silly
Made a 150 when i put
It in my mind i can make
A million dollars if i grind, bankroll time!
Bankroll after bank roll big money i like it
Bank roll after bank roll a million
Dollars on my mine 100 gs at a time nigga
Im like a bitch with a bank roll take a
Nigga shoppin got her own shit take a nigga
Blockin you out chia poppin them
Pills fuckin them stank hoes
Keep it real you ain't really about your bank
Rolls satisfy a couple stacks now you
Straight and plus ya drug every day
Nigga now every day i spend a thousand cash
So everytime money calls i gotta bust my ass
Im on the grind bitch bank
Roll after bank roll
I ain't playin my nigga i
Got a mansion my nigga
Mel just hit me with a bank roll T
Just hit me with a bank roll but i
Call them back like i need more
So many kids to feed it
Ain't a game partner all
Of em eaten good ask my baby momma threw
All the drama imma shine
Imma grind and picture
The booth with a big bank roll
Bank roll after bank roll a
Million 100s on my
Mind a 100 gs at a time nigga

Bank roll after bank roll a
Million 100s on my
Mind a 100 gs at a time nigga

Wattup mr bank roll shit
Im just chillin headed
To ny city talkin about a nother million
Wuttup mr bank roll same thing stackin my
Paper till the game done change
Cause i love me a bank roll fuckin
Right cause with out it who am
Make the haters wanna cry drive
By & homicides had
Your life cold niggas ain't
Killin for stripes
They want a bank roll you want thes
Hoe you want these clothes you wanna
Stay fly get your mind and your money right
Right now all my kids all of em got trust
Funds so when they grow up they can have
A little fun niggas on tv
Stuntin at me talkin
Gucci mane hundred and thats funny to me
When you see me can't miss me please
Don't diss me cause this bank roll a
Have ya ass missin bank roll nigga

Bank roll after bank roll a
Million dollas on my
Mind a 100 gs at a time nigga
Bank roll after bank roll a
Million dollas on my
Mind a 100 gs at a time nigga