Big Amount Songtext
von Ace Hood
Big Amount Songtext
(Body bag, body bag, body bag, body bag)
Four
Uh, I got a potty mouth
When I go to shit talking
Niggas come with they hands out
′Cause they want the juice from me
Feeling alright nigga calm down
Big dogs on the compound
Paybacks on the way around
If you got a problem better say it now
I am happy we reunited
Here come the rap I am Leonidas
You want them problems, you re-invited
You know the flow on some Hepatitis
I am in poppin' demand
That′s how the radio hands
Black out the Bentley the truck
Shit cost like 300 bands
Count up the fetty then count again
You never know what we pullin' in
Smoking on cannabis yet again
High like my women with melanin
That's how you level it up
Enough is enough is enough
Energy energy up
You sleeping I′m waking you up, oh
Back on the block you know the boy
You know I got it I′ve done it before
500 horses inside of the Porsche
Too much of money I've spent in the courts
I hit the gym just to start up my day
I throw the weights like they do the bouquet
You think it′s sweet is another mistake
Rearrange a nigga whole face
Please don't make me catch a whole case, niggas fuck with me the long way
I′m just doing what the song say
I'm a king on the Lord′s day, ooh
I got a big amount
Phantom too big and I can't even back it out
Young nigga hold it down
Real niggas know that the boy made the city proud
You haters are motivation
I'm in LA we at Crustaceans
We never needing no reservation
Women they beg me to penetrate it
Oh that′s your lady I never knew
Stand in the paint like I′m 7'2"
I tell her "keep on them Jimmy Choo′s"
She call me 'zaddy′, I'm with it, cool
Whipping the Bentley that′s how I do
Sick of Miami I'm tryna move
Fuck is you niggas been tryna prove?
Funny you thought that I needed you
Young nigga gotta get paid
Gon' get me back in my ways
I was just listening to Gutta
Bitch I remember them days, ooh
I was a jit in the game
Young nigga know he a problem
Young nigga know he a beast
I′m tryna get me a dollar, uh
I′m tryna head for some millions
I'm tryna build me some buildings
Put up some dough for my children
Give my young niggas the vision
I′m tryna trip to the West Coast
Flow on the best of the best smoke
I'm in a low low with vato
He hit a lick for a gusto, oof
You got a big mouth
Stop it I run the South
Are you kids really done playin′ now?
I went the legend route
Handed the flow to them niggas you brag about
Don't get me started they dearly departed
This movie ain′t featured by Paramount
Fuck is that all about?
I'm gon' be legend I never doubt
I know my presence been unannounced
I love my fans who been holdin′ down
Soon you′ll be fittin' me for the crown, nigga
And I got a big amount
Ask ′em who run the South
Nigga I got a big amount
You got a big mouth
Stop it I run the South nigga
Nation
Four
Uh, I got a potty mouth
When I go to shit talking
Niggas come with they hands out
′Cause they want the juice from me
Feeling alright nigga calm down
Big dogs on the compound
Paybacks on the way around
If you got a problem better say it now
I am happy we reunited
Here come the rap I am Leonidas
You want them problems, you re-invited
You know the flow on some Hepatitis
I am in poppin' demand
That′s how the radio hands
Black out the Bentley the truck
Shit cost like 300 bands
Count up the fetty then count again
You never know what we pullin' in
Smoking on cannabis yet again
High like my women with melanin
That's how you level it up
Enough is enough is enough
Energy energy up
You sleeping I′m waking you up, oh
Back on the block you know the boy
You know I got it I′ve done it before
500 horses inside of the Porsche
Too much of money I've spent in the courts
I hit the gym just to start up my day
I throw the weights like they do the bouquet
You think it′s sweet is another mistake
Rearrange a nigga whole face
Please don't make me catch a whole case, niggas fuck with me the long way
I′m just doing what the song say
I'm a king on the Lord′s day, ooh
I got a big amount
Phantom too big and I can't even back it out
Young nigga hold it down
Real niggas know that the boy made the city proud
You haters are motivation
I'm in LA we at Crustaceans
We never needing no reservation
Women they beg me to penetrate it
Oh that′s your lady I never knew
Stand in the paint like I′m 7'2"
I tell her "keep on them Jimmy Choo′s"
She call me 'zaddy′, I'm with it, cool
Whipping the Bentley that′s how I do
Sick of Miami I'm tryna move
Fuck is you niggas been tryna prove?
Funny you thought that I needed you
Young nigga gotta get paid
Gon' get me back in my ways
I was just listening to Gutta
Bitch I remember them days, ooh
I was a jit in the game
Young nigga know he a problem
Young nigga know he a beast
I′m tryna get me a dollar, uh
I′m tryna head for some millions
I'm tryna build me some buildings
Put up some dough for my children
Give my young niggas the vision
I′m tryna trip to the West Coast
Flow on the best of the best smoke
I'm in a low low with vato
He hit a lick for a gusto, oof
You got a big mouth
Stop it I run the South
Are you kids really done playin′ now?
I went the legend route
Handed the flow to them niggas you brag about
Don't get me started they dearly departed
This movie ain′t featured by Paramount
Fuck is that all about?
I'm gon' be legend I never doubt
I know my presence been unannounced
I love my fans who been holdin′ down
Soon you′ll be fittin' me for the crown, nigga
And I got a big amount
Ask ′em who run the South
Nigga I got a big amount
You got a big mouth
Stop it I run the South nigga
Nation
Writer(s): Aubrey Drake Graham, Tauheed Epps, Tyron Buddah Sr Douglas, Marshall Erik Sudderth Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com