Robert White - ROLL UP THE GREEN Lyrics

Yuh, yuh yea
Ooh ooh yea yea
Yea yea, I'm bouta'
Yea yea, uh
I did not know I was trippin' for minutes
But I'm bout to ball and go get it
I did not know I was livin' like this
But I'm bout to grab what I was just wishin'
Bouta' cook up in the kitchen
Why was I doubting myself I was trippin'
I was just mad at myself
But now I decided that I'm just gone get it
Hunnid' million dollars to da' bank typa' attitude
When I wake up all I see is gratitude
Why would I be mad at you
We ain't even on the same basis
Why you callin' on a daily basis
You know I ain't tryna hang the faces
Baby I'm just tryna roll at the races
I'm bout to fuck up the cases
I'm bouta' roll up the green
I'm bouta' roll up the grass
I'm bouta' blow all the cash
I'm bouta' roll up the green
I'm bouta', I'm bouta' blow all the cash
I'm bouta' get off my ass
I'm bouta' run up the stacks
I'm bouta' get off my, (ass)
I'm bouta', I'm about run up the stacks
I can't even tell what's goin' on (goin' on)
Yesterday I was happy but now I'm feelin' gone (feelin' gone yea)
I feel like I'm drowning but nobody even saw it (saw it)
Baby can you lift me up
Baby ride in a foreign (foreign)
I just wanna switch the gas
I just wanna go fast
I'm bouta' be lane switchin'
Down south switch the game bitches (uh)
Baby I just want made it (made it)
I just wanna say I made it (made it)
Ballin' out with the gang bitch
And I'm bouta' change the game
That's my aim bitch
Hunnid' million dollars to da' bank typa' attitude
When I wake up all I see is gratitude
Why would I be mad at you
We ain't even on the same basis
Why you callin' on a daily basis
You know I ain't tryna hang the faces
Baby I'm just tryna roll at the races (roll at the races)
I'm bout to fuck up the cases
I'm bouta' roll up the green (yea, yea)
I'm bouta' roll up the grass (yuh)
I'm bouta' blow all the cash
I'm bouta' roll up the green (yea, I'm bouta')
I'm bouta', I'm bouta' blow all the cash
I'm bouta' get off my ass (yuh)
I'm bouta' run up the stacks
I'm bouta' get off my, (ass)
I'm bouta', I'm about run up the stacks

Yuh, yuh yea
Ooh ooh yea yea
Yea yea, I'm bouta'
Yea yea, uh
I did not know I was trippin' for minutes
But I'm bout to ball and go get it
I did not know I was livin' like this
But I'm bout to grab what I was just wishin'
Bouta' cook up in the kitchen
Why was I doubting myself I was trippin'
I was just mad at myself
But now I decided that I'm just gone get it
Hunnid' million dollars to da' bank typa' attitude
When I wake up all I see is gratitude
Why would I be mad at you
We ain't even on the same basis
Why you callin' on a daily basis
You know I ain't tryna hang the faces
Baby I'm just tryna roll at the races
I'm bout to fuck up the cases
I'm bouta' roll up the green
I'm bouta' roll up the grass
I'm bouta' blow all the cash
I'm bouta' roll up the green
I'm bouta', I'm bouta' blow all the cash
I'm bouta' get off my ass
I'm bouta' run up the stacks
I'm bouta' get off my, (ass)
I'm bouta', I'm about run up the stacks
I can't even tell what's goin' on (goin' on)
Yesterday I was happy but now I'm feelin' gone (feelin' gone yea)
I feel like I'm drowning but nobody even saw it (saw it)
Baby can you lift me up
Baby ride in a foreign (foreign)
I just wanna switch the gas
I just wanna go fast
I'm bouta' be lane switchin'
Down south switch the game bitches (uh)
Baby I just want made it (made it)
I just wanna say I made it (made it)
Ballin' out with the gang bitch
And I'm bouta' change the game
That's my aim bitch
Hunnid' million dollars to da' bank typa' attitude
When I wake up all I see is gratitude
Why would I be mad at you
We ain't even on the same basis
Why you callin' on a daily basis
You know I ain't tryna hang the faces
Baby I'm just tryna roll at the races (roll at the races)
I'm bout to fuck up the cases
I'm bouta' roll up the green (yea, yea)
I'm bouta' roll up the grass (yuh)
I'm bouta' blow all the cash
I'm bouta' roll up the green (yea, I'm bouta')
I'm bouta', I'm bouta' blow all the cash
I'm bouta' get off my ass (yuh)
I'm bouta' run up the stacks
I'm bouta' get off my, (ass)
I'm bouta', I'm about run up the stacks