Testo Power - Young Thug
Testo della canzone Power (Young Thug), tratta dall'album Young Thug
We got London on da Track
First, you get that money, then you get that power
If he tune his nose up, boy, he on that powder
Now you walk around with 50 in your trousers
Diamonds boolin' on my chest, no fuckin' blouser
Bitch, I make it rain shower, ya dig that?
They won't know a thing about you if you zip that
Hit 'em with that blocka-blocka, nigga, get back
Feed it, beat it, never crack, dig that (sheesh, sheesh)
Before I go without a sack, I swag pack (sheesh, sheesh)
I spoiled my bitch and now she actin' like a brat (yeah, yeah)
I met Alex, I know Jimmy, he got racks (skrrt, skrrt)
Yeah, yeah, bitch, I'm bleedin' like a tat (yeah, yeah)
Roll it, roll it for me on your back (roll it, roll it)
Just for show, my diamonds yellow like a taxi (whoo, whoo)
I'm a cat, I'ma chase all them pussy rats (argh)
Yeah (argh, argh), pussy nigga better not look back
Or-, or else I'm killin' 'em, hey, and that's a fact (sheesh)
Get blood all on my Timberlands
She make a nigga say, "What?" (What?)
I swear to God, she feelin' 'em
She sucked, like, eight dicks, I call her octagon (hey)
First, you get that money, then you get that power
If he tune his nose up, boy, he on that powder
Now you walk around with 50 in your trousers
Diamonds boolin' on my chest, no fuckin' blouser
Bitch, I make it rain shower, ya dig that?
They won't know a thing about you if you zip that
Hit 'em with that blocka-blocka, nigga, get back
Feed it, beat it, never crack, dig that (sheesh, sheesh)
Bitch, I dig it, I eat ice cream with my chickens (rich nigga)
Bitch, I'm rich just like a Simmons, not Lil Diggy (real Simmons)
If I got legs, bitch, you know I'm gonna get it (walk, walk)
She got good head, so she welcome to my Bentley (whoo)
Big Bentley, this that big Bentley, Bentley (what? What?)
Ridin' 'round with that semi 'cause I know these niggas envy
Is you mad 'bout Instagram or how I kick my pimpin'? (Pimp)
Chain, you keep that Ace of Spades, I'm sippin'
I'm a rocket, rocket, I can't stop it, stop it
I'm a GTV boy, bitch, I'm poppin', poppin'
I need coke, need coke like, "Where the fuck is papi?"
If you try to run off (what?), you know we popped your noggin (pop-pop)
First, you get that money, then you get that power
If he tune his nose up, boy, he on that powder
Now you walk around with 50 in your trousers
Diamonds boolin' on my chest, no fuckin' blouser
Bitch, I make it rain shower, ya dig that?
They won't know a thing about you if you zip that
Hit 'em with that blocka-blocka, nigga, get back
Feed it, beat it, never crack, dig that (sheesh, sheesh)
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Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Jeffery Lamar Williams
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