Ludacris - Large Amounts lyrics

[Chorus 4X]

In this life one thing counts

In the bank, large amounts

[Luda speaks in the background]

[Verse One]

Now everybody wants a piece of my pockets

And it don't help when I'm screaming on these records that I'm rich

Calling people from my number now I Block it

Cuz aint nothin' worse then getting haunted by a stalkin ass bitch (oh yeah)

Cuz good game I talk it and yet you're so true some women will have you feelin' blue like crips

I lay my feet upon the path and I walk it

I spread my wealth out or someone close will have me layin' in a ditch

I have my friends steal from me

Snatch my credit card out my wallet, hit the town and leave outstanding bills for me

They say I got the cash for it and I can't recall one single member of my family that never asked for it

They be kicking down doors and bustin' out flows

They can't get me on the phone so they surprise me at my shows

And everybody needs a loan plus they say they won't blow it

All I hear "common cuz, you know I'm good for it" (man)

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[Verse Two]

Now don't get me wrong cuz being rich is such a beautiful thing

But more money, more problems people drive me insane

Not giving no handouts no more so take advantage and flee

My goal's to set my friends up to make some paper like me

Put em in position and make their wishes come...true

So they can have multiple accounts gain interest over night

Given a million dollars, what you gone...do?

map your life out for your kids-kids or would you spend it over night?

Now see me I'll do both I got unlimited funds

My daughter's life was set before her stankin butt turned one

And it don't help that I got 4 or 5 retirement funds

So if I choose before I'm 30 I can lay in the sun

My dividends can show and prove the real meaning of fun

That's why I live by the sword but you can die by my gun

The IRS `ll never sweat me or even put up a fight

Cuz I'm sure I'll pay more in taxes then you made in your life

Because...

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[Verse Three]

Now women these days don't want a man without a nice pay check

So we splurge even though our lives ain't in right place yet

Buying jewelery and some cars just to impress these whores

Meanwhile you child's poor like "daddy what you left me for?"

Yeah but it all comes back that's why I named my daughter Karma (yup)

Who's teaching me the lesson of life and making me smarter

I sweep her off her feet cuz I'm her knight in shining armour

And I'll have your fucking head if anybody tries to harm her

Got to teach her about the game that most of us niggaz will spit

and about these scandalous ass women that get money thru gifts

They'll suck a cold hard wood for some cold hard cash

Or ride a brother good to put a foot up on the gas

of that brand new ride, pick up your friends

While you slippin` she slides.

Drop top Benz gold diggers inside

Crazy what the world will do for money

Thinkin' that everything will be alright

Cuz...

[Chorus repeat till end]