Lil Boosie - Bank Roll lyrics

(Verse 1) 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 hoes..every time he took a picture he pulled out his bankroll i watched and observed n***as taught me how tah serve (word) turnt 16 i was at the corner curb..big knots in my dickie pants..had a plug on dat weed and had a plug on dat caine i'm off da chain mane! trell came home i was on..everythang dat n***a throwed me it was gone..lil ivy taught me bankrolls f** a b**h(m.o.b) i got dis caine mane..and i got dis weed and syrup sh** well lets get rich i got too many knots i couldn't put it in a box (DAMN!) 6 months really a n***a 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 n***a Im like a b**h with a bank roll take a n***a shoppin got her own sh** take a n***a Blockin you out chia poppin them pills f**in them stank hoes Keep it real you aint really about your bank roll satisfy a couple stacks now you Straight and plus ya drug every day n***a now every day i spend a thousand cash So everytime money calls i gotta bust my a** Im on the grind b**h bank roll after bank roll I aint playin my n***a i got a mansion my n***a 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 aint a game patna all of em eaten good ask my baby mommas thru 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 n***a Bank roll after bank roll a million 100s on my mind a 100 gs at a time n***a Wattup mr bank roll sh** im just chillin headed to new york city talkin about another million Wuttup mr bank roll same thing stackin my paper till the game done change Cause i love me a bank roll f**in right cause with out it who am Make the haters wanna cry drive by & homicides had your life cold n***as aint k**in for stripes They want a bank roll you want thes hoe you want these clothes you wanna Stay fly well 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 n***as on tv stuntin at me talkin gucci bag money and thats funny to me When you see me cant miss me please dont diss me a couple bank rolls a have ya a** missin bank roll n***a Bank roll after bank roll a million dollas on my mind a 100 gs at a time n***a Bank roll after bank roll a million dollas on my mind a 100 gs at a time n***a