Money Man, BC Jroc - Stompers Lyrics

(TP Baby)
(Run it back, Playboi)

Bought a Rollie for my daughter
And a matchin' one for her mama
Me and 'Roc got matchin' choppers
Me and lil' bro, we some stompers
You can never be too safe
That's why I'm strapped up like a condom
When it come to movin' this weight
You know I got a lot of volume
Damn, I love to touch her flesh
I be grabbin' on her bosom
Damn, they love to irk a nigga
Boy, don't make me use this fully
I might go and breed some huskies
I might go and breed some bullies
In demand they tryna see me
I get seventy every bookin'

Yeah
I'm into Rolls truck, I'm buyin' this luxury
Love how she take it off, love how she fuckin' me
Take these lil' racks and I start me a company
Fuck the police I'm not goin' into custody
Indian polka dot, I went in Pluto
Just copped the Beamer, the coupe not the photo
Pretty bitch with me she rollin' up Gumbo
Car got the trunk in the front like Dumbo
Hit ya 'Za line when I go through a tunnel
Shawty high maintenance, I bought her a frontal
I'm havin' cake like a motherfuckin' funnel
I'm havin' blue hunnids, straight like a bundle
Eat you alive, boy, I hang with Piranhas
My white bitch resemble a younger Madonna
It's my young nigga birthday I bought him a Draco
Walk in my spot, I got pounds on the table
Cross a nigga over just like I'm Steph
Seen him layin', then he took his last breath
Fuck the losses I just want the assets
Fuck the fame, nigga, where the cash at?
My vibe real bad but she a spoiled brat
Lil' bro rich as hell and he don't even rap
Only FaceTime, you know the phone tapped
Ain't a racist drive way, my cars white and black

Bought a Rollie for my daughter
And a matchin' one for her mama
Me and 'Roc got matchin' choppers
Me and lil' bro, we some stompers
You can never be too safe
That's why I'm strapped up like a condom
When it come to movin' this weight
You know I got a lot of volume
Damn, I love to touch her flesh
I be grabbin' on her bosom
Damn, they love to irk a nigga
Boy, don't make me use this fully
I might go and breed some huskies
I might go and breed some bullies
In demand they tryna see me
I get seventy every bookin'

Lost a few bands I had to get it back
I be out in Cali' playin' mix and match
If they come take your shit then you can't get it back
Put the infrared on the fitted cap
You go against the gang, then you gon' see your death
I was down bad I just needed help
But now I'm in the kitchen cookin' like a chef
Thirty in the glizzy feelin' like I'm Steph
I'ma hit it 'til there ain't nothin' left
Gotta make it back home to my folk
Mama lost her hope, she seen me totin' poles
Hangin' with the killer, smokin' on the dope
I was playin' ball, beefin' with the coach
Skippin' class, tryna fuck with the hoes
I wish back then, man, I would have known
You go get the paper, plug send the load
Young and trill, tryna put the niggas on
I told them niggas you'll make it if you try
If the nigga play with you he gotta die
Stay ten toes, stand on your pride
Rondo Numba Nine, bustin' every time
Nigga cappin' they be lyin' every time
I'ma let him live unless he cross the line
I don't know where we goin', I'm just ridin'

Bought a Rollie for my daughter
And a matchin' one for her mama
Me and 'Roc got matchin' choppers
Me and lil' bro, we some stompers
You can never be too safe
That's why I'm strapped up like a condom
When it come to movin' this weight
You know I got a lot of volume
Damn, I love to touch her flesh
I be grabbin' on her bosom
Damn, they love to irk a nigga
Boy, don't make me use this fully
I might go and breed some huskies
I might go and breed some bullies
In demand they tryna see me
I get seventy every bookin'