Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Large Amounts, artist - JAY WORTHY. Album song Affiliated, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 26.09.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, GDF
Song language: English
Large Amounts |
| I want my money in large amounts, garage full of cars that bounce |
| Putting my hoes in every state because every dollar counts |
| You niggas scary and ducking, we busting shots |
| We aiming right for your head, only run from the cops |
| Stay posted on blocks where niggas be serving rocks |
| Leave my bitch at the stop, the blade be too hot |
| Post her ad, Lil mama, wassup, ain’t trying to fuck |
| I’m just trying to see my cash go up |
| Nigga it’s P.G.O. |
| means it’s pimping going on |
| He tried to knock my hoe, but a P to strong |
| You’z a trick, can’t you hear your bitch singing my song? |
| She out of pocket for sure, you better check that hoe |
| All my bitches on point, I only check that doe |
| Back to the hood like a 2 and a 4 |
| I pour 4 in a 2 like what that shit do fool |
| (Verse 2: Jack Sippa) |
| Large amounts, so much paper this shit’s hard to count |
| Slide in to drop it, they awe struck when the stars come out |
| We gives a fuck we run it up, yeah we charging now |
| Louis duffel we do this shuffle, no marks allowed |
| (Verse 3: Mac Mall) |
| Ay man, say man, no free game for loose lames |
| You fools is chump change |
| More Mac for large amounts? |
| low range |
| ? |
| a bitch brain, on a world wide campaign for financial gain |
| Too massive to explain to a square don’t know off brand |
| I know? |
| to understand how to knock a bitch and keep a hoe paying |
| Laying down my Mac hand, set a hoe down on foreign land |
| And she going to break down a trick and bring me back grands |
| ? |
| manifest millions, it’s in a Mac, God’s plan |
| I pray my mouth piece or my chopper never jam when I blam |
| Peace to my folks Jay Worthy, the P is a rep but when we only? |
| your bitch |
| because her dough wasn’t acceptable |
| Leave that P to professionals, niggas better check their gain |
| But I’m nothing correctable, my -ism is too intellectual |
| (Verse 2: Jack Sippa) |
| Large amounts, so much paper this shit’s hard to count |
| Slide in to drop it, they awe struck when the stars come out |
| We gives a fuck we run it up, yeah we charging now |
| Louis duffel we do this shuffle, no marks allowed |