Power

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StanWill - Rap

Power

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[Chorus] Better not think I'm— Nigga Better not think I'm sweet, you know that SIG sour Well connected through this bitch like I got six routers I find it funny I ain't got no rich doubters He think I ain't touchin' money? He must sniff powder If that's your ho, why she can never keep my dick out her? Slide with ghost guns and Tommies like this shit Power Play in Cali, I'm at LAX in six hours [Verse] You don't think I got that lemon squeeze? You could lulu Cuddy like that pendant, he gon' treat 'em like he Nunu Both pockets Crippin', but the coffee cup on Suwoo Unc' sellin' Cocoa Puff to tweakers goin' cuckoo Playin' with that shit, but it ain't doo doo Hit an oppy bitch and scratch it off my to-do Too many bitches with us, had to pull up two coupes In the field truckin' niggas, we don't do jukes All this dog shit, I think I need somе Huggies When I shop in Neiman Marcus, bitch, I need a buggy Pockеts bustin' out the seams, shit, I need a duffy I could never need a ho, I only need the money She gave you the runaround, she gave me the sucky How she jumpin' to conclusions, my bitch need a bungie Threw some boogers in my pendant, bitch, I need it runny Reach for this, I bet a .223'll reach his skully With some bad shit in some fast shit Rosetta couldn't teach you how to talk this cash shit What you make a year ain't even worth my last lick Want the Owens that I'm rockin'? Gotta ask Rick Made him 360, hit him with that lag switch He can't get his L's, bro be on that crash shit Was a ho still a ho? Bitch, your past dick Asked her what she liked about me, your ho grabbed dick Call a UAV, locate the oppies on my satellite All my niggas eatin', lookin' like you ain't got no appetite When you gettin' to it, it's some shit you gotta sacrifice Blicky got a flash, funny how he caught him at the light [Chorus] Better not think I'm— Nigga Better not think I'm sweet, you know that SIG sour Well connected through this bitch like I got six routers I find it funny I ain't got no rich doubters He think I ain't touchin' money? He must sniff powder If that's your ho, why she can never keep my dick out her? Slide with ghost guns and Tommies like this shit Power Play in Cali, I'm at LAX in six hours

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