Song lyrics Large amounts by Ludacris

[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 pie
And it donīt help when Iīm screaming on these records that Iīm rich
Calling people from my number now I Bligh
Cuz thereīs nothing worse then getting horned by a stockinī ass bitch (oh yeah)
Cuz good game Iīm talkinī and yet youīre so true some women will have you feeling blue like cris
I lay my feet upon the path and now Iīm walkinī
I spread my well out or someone close will have me layinī in a ditch
I have my friends steal from me
Snatch my credit card and my wallet hit the town and leave outstanding bills for me
They say I got the cash for it and I canīt recall one single member of my family that never
asked for it
Theyīve been kicking down doors and bustinī out flows
They canīt get me on the phone so they surprise me at my show
And everybody needs a loan plus they say they wonīt blow it
All I hear "common cuss you know Iīm good for it" (man)

[Chorus 4X]

[Verse Two]
Now donīt get me wrong cuz being rich is such a beautiful thing
But more money, more problems people drive me insane
Now giving no handouts no more so take advantage and flee
My goalīs to set my friends up to make some paper like me
Put them 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?
Wrap your life for your kids-kids or would you spend it over night?
Now see me I do both I got a limited fun
My daughters life was set before (?) turned one
And it donīt help that I got 4 or 5 retirement funds
So if I (?) before Iīm 30 I can lay in the sun
My (?) can show and prove the real meaning of fun
Thatīs 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 Iīm sure I pay more in taxes then you made in your life
Because...

[Chorus 4X]

[Verse Three]
Now women these days donīt want a man without a nice pay check
So he splurge even though our lives ainīt in right place yet
Buying jewellery and some cars just to impress these whores
Meanwhile you (?) poor "daddy why you left me for?"
Yeah but it all comes back thatīs why I named my daughter Karma (yup)
Who teaching me the lesson of life and making me smarter
I sweep her off her feet cuz Iīm her knight in shining armour
And I have your fucking head if anybody tries to harm her
Got to teach her about the game that most of us niggaz are spitin?
About these scandalous ass women that get money thru gifts
They suck a cold hard wood for some cold hard cash
Or ride a brother good to put a foot up on the gas
So that brand new ride pick up our friends
While youīre slippin` she slides
Drop top Benz gold diggers inside
Crazy what the world will do for money
Thinking that everything will be alright
Cuz...

[Chorus repeat till end]