| Ayy, yo, BandPlay
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| Let the BandPlay
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| I don’t mean no home but I been showin' my ass lately (Damn)
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| Large amounts daily (Damn), I been goin' crazy (Damn)
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| I been dancin' with the devil, God, can you save me? |
| (Please)
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| Every dope boy dream to ride in a brand new Mercedes (Uh)
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| Bad bitch say I’m her favorite (Yeah, yeah)
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| Drippin' in the latest (Drippin', drippin')
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| Bitch say I’m contagious (Hey, hey)
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| I don’t believe none these niggas, don’t see none these niggas
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| These niggas be cap (Super cap)
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| I got a confession to make (What?)
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| I sold my soul to the trap (Yeah, yeah)
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| Sold my soul to the trap
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| Got my money and took it back
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| I show all my niggas love
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| If I don’t know you then you get taxed
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| If I didn’t grow up with you
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| Then I can’t serve you, you might be a rat (Damn)
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| Came through the door with them racks (Racks)
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| We got the straps in through the back (Hey)
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| Came in the door with this shit (Yeah, yeah)
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| Long money, lil' nigga, I’m thinkin' 'bout ownin' shit (Racks, racks)
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| Sold lotta bricks in your raps
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| But you was broke and shit (Ayy, cut that shit out)
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| Yeah, I just spent twenty-thousand just on the coat and shit
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| Ayy, blind to the bullshit, call me Ray (Ray Charles)
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| My location is the bank, that’s where I stay (Yeah, yeah)
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| Hardest worker in the business, call me James (James Brown)
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| Set my old-school on some Forgis and blew out their brains (Uh)
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| I don’t mean no home but I been showin' my ass lately (Damn)
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| Large amounts daily (Damn), I been goin' crazy (Damn)
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| I been dancin' with the devil, God, can you save me? |
| (Please)
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| Every dope boy dream to ride in a brand new Mercedes (Uh)
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| Bad bitch say I’m her favorite (Yeah, yeah)
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| Drippin' in the latest (Drippin', drippin')
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| Bitch say I’m contagious (Hey, hey)
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| I don’t believe none these niggas, don’t see none these niggas
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| These niggas be cap (Super cap)
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| I got a confession to make (What?)
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| I sold my soul to the trap (Yeah, yeah)
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| Yeah, I had to do what I had to do (Ayy)
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| I had to move when I had to move (Ayy)
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| I come from shit so I can’t lose (For real, for real, though)
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| Got-got-got-got a pocket full of Blue’s Clues (Woo)
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| Bad bitches, I got boo coupes (Woo)
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| Don’t get in this coupe with them shoes (Ayy, take 'em off)
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| Get money, forever my mood (Woo)
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| They watchin', they study my mood (Yeah)
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| Nigga, I don’t play by the rules (Yeah)
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| Shinin' heart, check out the jewels (Woo)
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| I put on the baguettes today (Woo)
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| Picked up a bag yesterday (Woo)
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| I do my thang with the weight (Ha)
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| Under the floor, got a safe (Hey)
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| Money, money, money, money, money, money, money
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| I could never ever ever let a bitch run me
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| I’m in the Ferrari eatin' hot wings from Crumpy’s
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| Park Avenue and Orange Mound on a Monday
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| I don’t mean no home but I been showin' my ass lately (Damn)
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| Large amounts daily (Damn), I been goin' crazy (Damn)
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| I been dancin' with the devil, God, can you save me? |
| (Please)
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| Every dope boy dream to ride in a brand new Mercedes (Uh)
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| Bad bitch say I’m her favorite (Yeah, yeah)
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| Drippin' in the latest (Drippin', drippin')
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| Bitch say I’m contagious (Hey, hey)
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| I don’t believe none these niggas, don’t see none these niggas
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| These niggas be cap (Super cap)
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| I got a confession to make (What?)
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| I sold my soul to the trap (Yeah, yeah) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Large Amounts , by - Young Dolph. Song from the album Rich Slave, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп