Big Amount Remix by Tone Mula Lyrics
[Verse 1: Tone Mula]
Aye, look
I want a big amount
I think I’m the realest out
Stop that tuff shit you talking about
You ain’t bout it so Lil nigga knock it out
Say they got it but these niggas in a drought
Hit her once, now she telling me don’t pull out
Ima win I’m on top that’s without a doubt
Say they out here but these niggas hiding out
I want a lot of cash I’m flexing see why they mad
When you down that’s when they be glad
Don’t trust none of these hoes cause these bitches trash
Bro T driving we out here we doing the dash
Yeah I run to the cake like a nigga flash
Don’t leave yo bitch round cause I hit and pass
Don’t tweak with the gang nigga ain’t no pass
Say they can make it without me
Bullet so hot burn yo ass like some coffee
Shorty she love me she tripping like hockey
I got the lock to yo girl like a house key
Pocket they fat like they peewee
She suck my dick get it wet like its kiwi
I know these niggas out here wanna be me
But I swear I don’t see comp like I’m Stevie
Feel like MJ nigga, yea I'm the 3 peat
Run to the money I'm dancing like bro Lee
She wanna cuff but you know I'm staying low key
This ain’t Facebook nigga you will not poke me
When I pop out I swear all these hoes know me
Niggas spread rumors man niggas they blow me
Put a hole in em I bless em no holy
Feel like I’m future I won me a trophy
Did all these favors I swear that they owe me
MG we ball, bitch we ball like we Kobe
Call these hoes Kermit the frog cause they nosy
My niggas hungry attack like coyotes hu
'Cause I am a beast on these bitches hu
I go to feast on these niggas hu
You ain’t a real one, you ain’t a real one
You can not eat with a nigga
Money grow long like goatee on these niggas
He want a verse I'ma need all them figures
She wanna fuck then proceed with my zipper
Fuck all that talking don’t need all that chitter'
Shorty get freaky when she off the liquor
Call up bro T he gone squeeze all them triggers
Follow the team but I’m not talking twitter
He said he sick but Lil nigga I’m iller Uh
[Interlude: NSB Bandz & Tone Mula]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Aye, aye, aye
Haha
Aye Bandz?
What up Shawn Doe? hu
Mula Gang shit hu
[Verse 2: NSB Bandz]
You can’t afford this (Goddamn)
My wrist is so gorgeous (Yeah)
Like I got a fortune (Yeah)
I’m talking all portions (Aye)
My shit be so foreign (Yeah)
This money keep pouring (Yeah)
Got a 4 bitch I’m pouring (Aye)
Got that 9 niggas pouring
Pussy niggas always say they popping
They be on they fuck shit (Yeah, yeah)
Call my gang up they gone catch somebodies
Run up on em they gone bust quick (Goddamn)
Gun up on em we gone dust them
Everybody say they catching bodies
Niggas stupid y’all ain’t catching bodies
If you kill somebody you don’t tell nobody
[Verse 3: NSB Shawn]
Call me Lil Shawn Doe
Bitch, I am the trap lord (I am the trap lord)
They ask who I do it for? balling like Rubin
Yea without a backboard
My money got longer, my speaker got louder
What I gotta lie for? (What I gotta lie for?)
Yea shawty be playing games
Some like a chessboard (Some like a chessboard)
Yea, I need the money
I’m talking big amount (I'm talking big amount)
Feel like I’m Chief Keef (What)
Because I'ma make it count (I'm gonna make it count)
I get her wet (Wet)
Some like a water fountain (Some like a water fountain)
Got all this money get mad when I miss count (Get mad when I miss count)
I be so fly like I’m superman (What)
But I can not save a hoe (I cannot save a Lil bitch)
But either way I'ma make a band
That’s just the way it go (That's just the way it go)
These niggas fake like a transplant (Yeah)
So I had to let em' go (I had to let 'em go)
Feel like I’m Gucci man (Gucci)
Cause I’m with the cash flow (What)
I’m stacking these fifty these hundreds
These niggas know just how we coming (Yea)
Got a bad bitch out in London
Shawty she know how I'm coming (She know how we coming)
I play that bitch like a trumpet
Left her ass up in that dungeon (Left her ass up in that dungeon)
These niggas mad that I’m stunting
I got hoes by the dozen (I got hoes by the dozen)
Niggas be talking that shit
Till' I pull up & blow that bitch up like a fart
I would let the chopper hit you up
And it bulls-eye just like a damn dart (Dart)
Shawty be sucking my dick
Give me brain cause I know that Lil shorty was smart (I know she was smart)
All my niggas with the shits they’ll pull up
And paint that shit up like some art
Bro T be toting the K
He on that block every day (He on that block every day)
Mula would fuck on ya bitch
Then send her back the next day (You can have that bitch back)
My nigga Kee he with the shits
I swear that nigga don’t play (Nah)
But we all just tryna get rich
We do not care what ya say
Uh, uh
Aye!
Aye, look
I want a big amount
I think I’m the realest out
Stop that tuff shit you talking about
You ain’t bout it so Lil nigga knock it out
Say they got it but these niggas in a drought
Hit her once, now she telling me don’t pull out
Ima win I’m on top that’s without a doubt
Say they out here but these niggas hiding out
I want a lot of cash I’m flexing see why they mad
When you down that’s when they be glad
Don’t trust none of these hoes cause these bitches trash
Bro T driving we out here we doing the dash
Yeah I run to the cake like a nigga flash
Don’t leave yo bitch round cause I hit and pass
Don’t tweak with the gang nigga ain’t no pass
Say they can make it without me
Bullet so hot burn yo ass like some coffee
Shorty she love me she tripping like hockey
I got the lock to yo girl like a house key
Pocket they fat like they peewee
She suck my dick get it wet like its kiwi
I know these niggas out here wanna be me
But I swear I don’t see comp like I’m Stevie
Feel like MJ nigga, yea I'm the 3 peat
Run to the money I'm dancing like bro Lee
She wanna cuff but you know I'm staying low key
This ain’t Facebook nigga you will not poke me
When I pop out I swear all these hoes know me
Niggas spread rumors man niggas they blow me
Put a hole in em I bless em no holy
Feel like I’m future I won me a trophy
Did all these favors I swear that they owe me
MG we ball, bitch we ball like we Kobe
Call these hoes Kermit the frog cause they nosy
My niggas hungry attack like coyotes hu
'Cause I am a beast on these bitches hu
I go to feast on these niggas hu
You ain’t a real one, you ain’t a real one
You can not eat with a nigga
Money grow long like goatee on these niggas
He want a verse I'ma need all them figures
She wanna fuck then proceed with my zipper
Fuck all that talking don’t need all that chitter'
Shorty get freaky when she off the liquor
Call up bro T he gone squeeze all them triggers
Follow the team but I’m not talking twitter
He said he sick but Lil nigga I’m iller Uh
[Interlude: NSB Bandz & Tone Mula]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Aye, aye, aye
Haha
Aye Bandz?
What up Shawn Doe? hu
Mula Gang shit hu
[Verse 2: NSB Bandz]
You can’t afford this (Goddamn)
My wrist is so gorgeous (Yeah)
Like I got a fortune (Yeah)
I’m talking all portions (Aye)
My shit be so foreign (Yeah)
This money keep pouring (Yeah)
Got a 4 bitch I’m pouring (Aye)
Got that 9 niggas pouring
Pussy niggas always say they popping
They be on they fuck shit (Yeah, yeah)
Call my gang up they gone catch somebodies
Run up on em they gone bust quick (Goddamn)
Gun up on em we gone dust them
Everybody say they catching bodies
Niggas stupid y’all ain’t catching bodies
If you kill somebody you don’t tell nobody
[Verse 3: NSB Shawn]
Call me Lil Shawn Doe
Bitch, I am the trap lord (I am the trap lord)
They ask who I do it for? balling like Rubin
Yea without a backboard
My money got longer, my speaker got louder
What I gotta lie for? (What I gotta lie for?)
Yea shawty be playing games
Some like a chessboard (Some like a chessboard)
Yea, I need the money
I’m talking big amount (I'm talking big amount)
Feel like I’m Chief Keef (What)
Because I'ma make it count (I'm gonna make it count)
I get her wet (Wet)
Some like a water fountain (Some like a water fountain)
Got all this money get mad when I miss count (Get mad when I miss count)
I be so fly like I’m superman (What)
But I can not save a hoe (I cannot save a Lil bitch)
But either way I'ma make a band
That’s just the way it go (That's just the way it go)
These niggas fake like a transplant (Yeah)
So I had to let em' go (I had to let 'em go)
Feel like I’m Gucci man (Gucci)
Cause I’m with the cash flow (What)
I’m stacking these fifty these hundreds
These niggas know just how we coming (Yea)
Got a bad bitch out in London
Shawty she know how I'm coming (She know how we coming)
I play that bitch like a trumpet
Left her ass up in that dungeon (Left her ass up in that dungeon)
These niggas mad that I’m stunting
I got hoes by the dozen (I got hoes by the dozen)
Niggas be talking that shit
Till' I pull up & blow that bitch up like a fart
I would let the chopper hit you up
And it bulls-eye just like a damn dart (Dart)
Shawty be sucking my dick
Give me brain cause I know that Lil shorty was smart (I know she was smart)
All my niggas with the shits they’ll pull up
And paint that shit up like some art
Bro T be toting the K
He on that block every day (He on that block every day)
Mula would fuck on ya bitch
Then send her back the next day (You can have that bitch back)
My nigga Kee he with the shits
I swear that nigga don’t play (Nah)
But we all just tryna get rich
We do not care what ya say
Uh, uh
Aye!