[Intro: Sosamann]
(Bankroll Got It)
Oh, haha, for shit sure
Ooh, know what I'm sayin'?
Got Sosamann in the motherfuckin' building
You know what I'm sayin'? Drippin' and spillin'
Hey, hey
[Verse 1: Sosamann]
Ooh, feel it in the air just like Beanie Sigel, ayy
Smoked a hundred 'Woods, higher than an eagle, ooh
'Bout to set it off, feelin' like Khadija, ayy
I can't stand the rain, Missy Misdemeanor, ooh
Yeah, I got blocks on consignment
First we count the cash, then I jump right behind it
Had to kick her out, we wasn't vibin', she lyin'
And I keep them chops just in case it get violent, ooh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, know we slidin'
Ooh, ooh, ooh, I'm strapped up while I'm drivin'
Ayy, ayy, she doin' what I say like I'm Simon
Yeah, and I been gettin' cake since a minor, hey
Higher than the hills out in Beverly
I'd rather be gettin' to the green, ain't talkin' celery
I got magazine, I'm not talkin' 'bout no Ebony
Call me Your Majesty, and she say that she pop ecstasy, ooh
Out niggas, they get shown no sympathy
I got real ice, but these diamonds not from Tiffany
Sauce, yeah, it cost, that's the remedy, ooh, ooh
I'm the type to knock off my enemies, ooh, ooh, hey
(Bankroll Got It)
Oh, haha, for shit sure
Ooh, know what I'm sayin'?
Got Sosamann in the motherfuckin' building
You know what I'm sayin'? Drippin' and spillin'
Hey, hey
[Verse 1: Sosamann]
Ooh, feel it in the air just like Beanie Sigel, ayy
Smoked a hundred 'Woods, higher than an eagle, ooh
'Bout to set it off, feelin' like Khadija, ayy
I can't stand the rain, Missy Misdemeanor, ooh
Yeah, I got blocks on consignment
First we count the cash, then I jump right behind it
Had to kick her out, we wasn't vibin', she lyin'
And I keep them chops just in case it get violent, ooh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, know we slidin'
Ooh, ooh, ooh, I'm strapped up while I'm drivin'
Ayy, ayy, she doin' what I say like I'm Simon
Yeah, and I been gettin' cake since a minor, hey
Higher than the hills out in Beverly
I'd rather be gettin' to the green, ain't talkin' celery
I got magazine, I'm not talkin' 'bout no Ebony
Call me Your Majesty, and she say that she pop ecstasy, ooh
Out niggas, they get shown no sympathy
I got real ice, but these diamonds not from Tiffany
Sauce, yeah, it cost, that's the remedy, ooh, ooh
I'm the type to knock off my enemies, ooh, ooh, hey
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