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Sum More - Lil Baby
Written by：Dominique Jones/Miles McCollum
Jumped right off the porch and straight to the streets
I went and got me some dough
But that ain't enough I want some more
I want some more and some more
Jumped right out of class and straight to the club
Now she dancing on the pole
But that ain't enough she want some more
She want some more and some more
Jumped right off the porch and straight to the streets
I went and got me some dough
But that ain't enough I want some more
I want some more and some more
Jumped right out of class and straight to the club
Now she dancing on the pole
But that ain't enough she want some more
She want some more and some more
Redhead with me like I'm Yachty
Every ni**a with me got a body

Bad mamacita call me papi
Back to back Lams and the Raris
Only thing I wear is red bottoms
Free my ni**a Long the feds got him
Standing on the sofa popping bottles
Crack a ni**a head with a bottle
Sipping lean tryna ease my problems
Run up on a gang of niggas shot em
Gucci glasses snakes on my collar
Made these b**ches rake up every dollar
She said she go catch it she go swallow

Had to switch it up I'm on the road now
I'm a stand up guy I ain't go lay down

Seventeen five on my feet
Blowing money like I hang with meech
Louis v mixed with supreme
Hop out in Givenchy oh it's clean
Gran coupe 2018
Try me it's go be a murder scene
Everything I say a ni**a mean
Jumped right off the porch and straight to the streets
I went and got me some dough

But that ain't enough I want some more
I want some more and some more
Jumped right out of class and straight to the club
Now she dancing on the pole

But that ain't enough she want some more
She want some more and some more
Jumped right off the porch and straight to the streets
I went and got me some dough
But that ain't enough I want some more
I want some more and some more

Jumped right out of class and straight to the club
Now she dancing on the pole

But that ain't enough she want some more
She want some more and some more

Got four pockets full like I'm baby
Keep Twaun with me case they play me
Goons at they door 'til they pay me
Baby blue brand new Mercedes

Six chocolate b**ches came from Haiti

Ni**a never made the honor roll
But the ni**a made the Forbes List
Hundred thousand on my left wrist
Orange stones in a ni**a mouth
When the sun hit it look like Sunkist

Big pendant 'round a ni**a neck
Talking same size as a starfish
And a ni**a know killers got killers

Ni**a same kind as Scarface
And a ni**a ball like Hardaway
And a ni**a ball like Barkley

And I put that on my soul I got pictures up in vogue
I got b**ches always killing sh*t they always at the moge
I meant morgue I don't shop at the stores
I don't f**k with these lame a** sorry a** whores on god

Jumped right off the porch and straight to the streets
I went and got me some dough
But that ain't enough I want some more
I want some more and some more
Jumped right out of class and straight to the club
Now she dancing on the pole
But that ain't enough she want some more
She want some more and some more

Jumped right off the porch and straight to the streets
I went and got me some dough

But that ain't enough I want some more
I want some more and some more
Jumped right out of class and straight to the club
Now she dancing on the pole

But that ain't enough she want some more
She want some more and some more
I want s o m e more

I want s o m e more

I want s o m e more yeah