Large Amounts Songtext
von LNDN DRGS
Large Amounts Songtext
I want my money in large amounts
My garage full of cars that bounce
Putting my hoes in every state ′cause every dollar counts
You niggas scary, you duckin', we bustin′ shots
Aimin' right for your head, only run from the cops
Stay posted on blocks where niggas be servin' rocks
Leave my bitch at the spot, the blade be too hot
Post a ad, lil mama what′s up
Ain′t tryna fuck, I just wanna see my cash go up
Nigga this PGO, that means it's pimpin′ goin' on
He tried to knock my hoe, but a P too strong
You′s a trick, can't you hear your bitch singing my song?
She outta pocket for sure, you better check that hoe
All my bitches on point, I only check that dough
Back to the hood like a two and a four
I pour a four in a two like, "What that shit do, fool?"
Large amounts
So much paper, this shit′s hard to count
Slide in the drop, they awestruck when the stars come out
We gives a fuck, we run it up, yeah we charge it now
Louis duffel, we do the shuffle, no marks allowed
Hey mayne, say mayne
No free game for loose lames, you fools is chump change
Marv Mack for large amounts, spend ism long range
Stay in a bitch brain, on a worldwide campaign
For financial gain, too massive to explain
To a square don't know, off-brand or no-name
Can't understand how to knock a bitch and keep a hoe paying
Laying down my mack hand, set a hoe down on foreign land
And she gon′ break a trick and bring me back grands
Marv manifest millions, it′s in the man God's plan
I pray my mouthpiece on my chopper never jam when I blam
Peace to my folk Jay Worthy, the P is irreputable
And we only spared your bitch ′cause her dough was unacceptable
Leave that P to professionals, niggas better check they game
But I'm nothing correctable when my ism is too intellectual
Large amounts
So much paper, this shit′s hard to count
Slide in the drop, they awestruck when the stars come out
We gives a fuck, we run it up, yeah we charge it now
Louis duffel, we do the shuffle, no marks allowed
My garage full of cars that bounce
Putting my hoes in every state ′cause every dollar counts
You niggas scary, you duckin', we bustin′ shots
Aimin' right for your head, only run from the cops
Stay posted on blocks where niggas be servin' rocks
Leave my bitch at the spot, the blade be too hot
Post a ad, lil mama what′s up
Ain′t tryna fuck, I just wanna see my cash go up
Nigga this PGO, that means it's pimpin′ goin' on
He tried to knock my hoe, but a P too strong
You′s a trick, can't you hear your bitch singing my song?
She outta pocket for sure, you better check that hoe
All my bitches on point, I only check that dough
Back to the hood like a two and a four
I pour a four in a two like, "What that shit do, fool?"
Large amounts
So much paper, this shit′s hard to count
Slide in the drop, they awestruck when the stars come out
We gives a fuck, we run it up, yeah we charge it now
Louis duffel, we do the shuffle, no marks allowed
Hey mayne, say mayne
No free game for loose lames, you fools is chump change
Marv Mack for large amounts, spend ism long range
Stay in a bitch brain, on a worldwide campaign
For financial gain, too massive to explain
To a square don't know, off-brand or no-name
Can't understand how to knock a bitch and keep a hoe paying
Laying down my mack hand, set a hoe down on foreign land
And she gon′ break a trick and bring me back grands
Marv manifest millions, it′s in the man God's plan
I pray my mouthpiece on my chopper never jam when I blam
Peace to my folk Jay Worthy, the P is irreputable
And we only spared your bitch ′cause her dough was unacceptable
Leave that P to professionals, niggas better check they game
But I'm nothing correctable when my ism is too intellectual
Large amounts
So much paper, this shit′s hard to count
Slide in the drop, they awestruck when the stars come out
We gives a fuck, we run it up, yeah we charge it now
Louis duffel, we do the shuffle, no marks allowed
Writer(s): Jamal Rocker Ester, Jeffrey James Sidhoo, Sean House Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

