Large Amounts Lyrics - Red Light District - Ludacris

[Chorus: x4] 

In this life one thing counts 

In the bank, large amounts 

Now everybody wants a piece of my pocket 

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 

Cause there's nothing worse then getting haunted by a stalkin' ass bitch (oh yeah) 

Cause good game I'm talk it and yet you're so true some women will have you feeling 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've been 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 "c'mon 'cause you know I'm good for it" (man) 

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[Chorus: x4] 

Now don't get me wrong 'cause 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 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? 

Map your life for your kid's kids or would you spend it over night? 

Now see me I do both I got unlimited funds 

My daughters 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 

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

Because 

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[Chorus: x4] 

[Verse Three] 

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

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

Buying jewelery and some cars just to impress these whores 

Meanwhile your 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 teaching me the lesson of life and making me smarter 

I sweep her off her feet 'cause I'm her knight in shining armor 

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

Got to teach her about the game that most of us niggas are spiting 

About these scandalous ass women that get money through 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 you're slippin' she slides 

Drop top Benz gold diggers inside 

Crazy what the world will do for money 

Thinking that everything will be alright 

Cause 

[Chorus: Repeats]