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tone mula - big amount remix lyrics

[verse 1: tone mula]
aye look
i want a big amount
i think i’m the realest out
stop that tuff sh-t you talking about
you ain’t bout it so lil n-gga knock it out
say you got it but these n-gga’s 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 n-gga’s 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 b-tches trash
bro t driving we out here we doing the dash
yeah i run to the cake like a n-gga flash
don’t leave yo b-tch round cause i hit and p-ss
don’t tweak with the gang n-gga ain’t no p-ss
say they can make it with out me
bullet so hot burn yo -ss 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 d-ck get it wet like its kiwi
i know these n-gga’s out here wanna be me
but i swear i don’t see comp like i’m stevie
feel like mj n-gga 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 n-gga you will not poke me
when i pop out i swear all these hoes know me
n-gga’s spread rumors man n-gga’s 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 b-tch we ball like we kobe
call these hoes kermit the frog cause they nosey
my n-gga’s hungry attack like coyotes
hu
cause i am a beast on these b-tches
hu
i go to feast on these n-gga’s
hu
you ain’t a real one
you ain’t a real one
you can not eat with a n-gga
money grow long like goatee’s on these n-gga’s
he want a verse ima need all them figures
she wanna f-ck then proceed with my zipper
f-ck 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 n-gga i’m iller uh

[interlude: nsb bandz & tone mula]
yeah yeah yeah
aye aye aye
haha aye bands? wadup shawndoe
ha
mula gang sh-t!
ha

[verse 2: nsb bandz]
you can’t afford this (yeah)
my wrist is so gorgeous
like i got a fortune
i’m talking all portions
my sh-t be so foreign
this money keep pouring
got a 4 b-tch i’m pouring
got that 9 n-gga’s pouring
p-ssy n-gga’s always say they popping
they be on that f-ck sh-t
call my gang up they gone catch some bodies
run up on em they gone bust quick
gun up on em we gone dust them
everybody say they catching bodies
n-gga’s stupid y’all ain’t catching bodies
if you k!ll somebody you don’t tell n0body

[verse 3: nsb shawn]
call me lil shawn-doe
b-tch 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 loader
what i gotta lie for
yeah
shawty be playing games
some like a chess board
i need the money
i’m talking big amount
feel like i’m chief keef
because ima make it count
i get her wet
some like a water fountain
got all this money
get mad when i miss count
i be so fly like i’m superman
but i can not save a hoe
but either way ima make a band
that’s just the way it go
these n-gga’s fake like a transplant
so i had to let em go
feel like i’m gucci man
cause i’m with the cash flow
i’m stacking these 50’s these 100’s
these n-gga’s know just how we coming
yea
got a bad b-tch out in london
shawty she know how am coming
i play that b-tch like a trumpet
left her -ss up in that dungeon
these n-gga’s mad that i’m stunting
i got hoes by the dozen
n-gga’s be talking that sh-t
till i pull up & blow that b-tch that b-tch up like a fart
i would let the chopper hit you up & it bullseye just like a d-mn dart
shawty be sucking my d-ck
give me brain cause i know that lil shorty was smart
all my n-gga’s with the sh-ts they’ll pull up & paint that sh-t up like some art
bro t be toting the k
he on that block everyday
mula would f-ck on ya b-tch then send her back the next day
my n-gga kee he with the sh-ts i swear that n-gga don’t play
but we all just tryna get rich we do not care what ya say
aye

- tone mula lyrics

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