Bankroll Lyrics - Superbad: The Return Of Boosie Bad Azz - Lil Boosie

(Verse 1) I send this out to my childhood role model Calvin Ricks big bank rolls, suzuki all gold,(whoo) fresh starch of clothes had all da fine hoes..every 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 curb..big knots in my dickie pants..had a plug on dat weed and had a plug on dat cain i'm off da chain mayne! trell came home i was on..everythang dat nigga throwed me it was gone..lil ivy taught me bankrolls fuck a bitch(m.o.b) i got dis caine mayne..and 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 aint 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 aint 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 aint 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 aint 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 cant miss me please dont diss me cause this bank roll a have ya ass missin bank roll nigga