Sauce Walka - Big Amount lyrics

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Sauce Walka - Big Amount lyrics

[Intro] This is the end of the road We got twenty guys here all armed to the teeth, we got you surrounded We never said we were gonna play fair Why don't ya give it up kid Everybody's a tough guy Ok have it your way Get him boys [Sauce Walka] Know what I'm talking bout young splash here I don't care how many times you went to sleep broke n***a you can still wake up rich n***a You just gotta make them dreams come true [Verse 1] I got the seasonin' and I am the reason every song got Soulja Boy flavor in it I remember n***as trapping and drug dealing now everybody pimping But really they sipping and really tripping You ain't getting paid off of women Bought her shoes and then payed her rent but she ain't never come and pay you for that dick She got friends in your house riding in your car pulling up on other n***as You been babysitting three b**hes for three weeks and still ain't got no skrilla Taking pictures for the instagram with these renegade b**hes stunting hard Only reason that you got a little money cause your b**h scamming credit cards That sh** don't get you respect from me I mind cut your b**hes telepathy Send a b**h with ya for a week you gave her twenty bands she gave it all to me You had the b**h at your momma's house even had dinner that was so sweet Gave her tickets to your ball game just to see you play gave her front seat You gave my b**h your endorsement money she brought it to me I laughed so ugly I done got husbands divorcement money for some reason rich n***as wifes love me Rappers making forty for a show I was making forty for a ho Seasons barely flow forty fo', fell asleep with the b**h she took your dough You thought my b**h was your biggest fan She played you good with the biggest plan She took the watch that was for your hand She took your bag and took all your bands You was on perkys and popping xans Doing that b**h like a macho man Hit the stash brought me a Benz and you'll never ever see this b**h again You woke up and ran to the elevator My b**hes ain't stupid when stealing paper She been gone, different directions, that's a sweet lick no 'nnihilator Get your sh** together not later I'm you rap n***as father, Darth Vader Ain't none of my kids disrespecting me ain't no one you can call to protect from me [Break] Lil a** boy f** is you rap n***as talking bout? Bragging bout these mothaf**ing [?] Rapping bout this street sh** n***a you ain't never live by a bus stop in a ghetto corner n***a f** a deal [Verse 2] I apologize to the fans I ain't been being a business man I ain't been shaking these n***as hands I ain't been kissing and kicking cans I ain't squashing sh** with a rap n***a until we square up or shoot it out n***as think they safe cause a bodyguard on sauce I'll smack em out Get a rapper shot in the club while he throwing money at his favorite spot My youngins is dumb they don't give a damn They'll hit you and get right on instagram They move with my car right before I pay 'em I give a look and a n***a good I ain't go platinum last year cause I was pimping slanging choppas in the hood f** the line this a trill spill Made a half a million no deal Said f** my whole rap career Pissed the game off and I'm still here Ain't no records selling stopping sh** I'm still buying cars popping sh** Still buying houses out the b**h Buying new chains worth a brick All of a sudden you the big man big man getting extorted like a b**h You afraid of the big bad wolf you a little red robin b**h [Outro] Oooweee! Ha ha ha Hey! On sauce Hadouken! On sauce Fatality!