Testo Powerhouse - Nicholas Craven feat. Boldy James, Chip$ & Lethalias Grain
Testo della canzone Powerhouse (Nicholas Craven feat. Boldy James, Chip$ & Lethalias Grain), tratta dall'album Trapper’s Alley 3: Hell or High Water
If I fuck on her once, do that make me a cheater?
Get your mans lined up, do that make me a barber?
If I up the heat on him, will he come down with a fever?
'Cause she paid for the dick, do that mean that I charged her?
'Cause I put my hands on her, do that mean I'ma beat her?
If she tattoo my name, do that mean that I scarred her?
'Cause I got a green thumb, do that make me a gardener?
Youngin' left a nigga twitchin', do that make him a streamer?
G, 'cause he be grimmin' niggas, do that make him a reaper?
If you see me in the ring, do that mean I'm a Tarver?
He might claim the street, but really do that make him a creature?
Powerballin' in the powerhouse, I done pro'd up off of promenade
Watchin' Power, feelin' powered up, so I poured up in the Powerade
Powwowin' with the sauerkraut, bitch body shaped like an hourglass
She gon' let me fuck 'til it hurts, steppin' on the work somethin' like a power pad
Power surges, seen niggas get hit off with the bag and don't know how to sell it
Plugged in like a power strip, keep a chopper clip for the power peddlers
First you get the money, then the power, girly softer than a powderpuff
Wrist game Hurricane Carter, but the blow hit harder than a power punch
Thousand eight, that's a power play, never needed no help to count it up
Round it out to the nearest tenth, thousand pills a day got me power struck
Sleepwalkin' while I'm wide awoke, took a power nap off of ounce of 'close
Bench pressin' all these graham crackers, damn near passed out from a power stroke
Straight-drop red in the dream soda, look like Fiji with the sweet and sour sauce
Lights turned on illegally, hopin' DTE don't cut the power off
In the spot posted like a wallflower, knowin' we the one
Niggas that the law scour, nigga took a lot of losses but I never lost power
If I fuck on her once (What else?) Do that make me a cheater?
Get your mans lined up, do that make me a barber?
If I up the heat on him, will he come down with a fever?
'Cause she paid for the dick, do that mean that I charged her?
'Cause I put my hands on her, do that mean I'ma beat her?
If she tattoo my name, do that mean that I scarred her?
'Cause I got a green thumb, do that make me a gardener?
Youngin' left a nigga twitchin', do that make him a streamer?
G, 'cause he be grimmin' niggas, do that make him a reaper?
If you see me in the ring, do that mean I'm a Tarver?
He might claim the street but really do that make him a creature?
Bargin' in on my bully shit, got a problem with it? Get it crackin', critter
ConCreature consigliere, my part come when the plot thicken
Me and Moochie, we thick as thieves, run the drug den and a den of thieves
Tap dancin' at Genevieve's like it's The Wiz and I'm Ben Vereen
Nigga, save the drama for the soap opera, want drama? I play karma
Give a nigga what he got comin', hit his legs, make him stop runnin'
You tryna get it, but I got money, put it on your top, make the block hunt you
Gotta feed 'em 'cause the block hungry, keep on dumpin' 'til your top bustin'
Keep on dumpin' 'til your top bustin', blood bleed out and blood stop gushin'
That's what I mean when I seen war, soft niggas ain't seen war
Livin' life in the fast lane, I'm sellin' what the fiends fiend for
Sellin' D 'til I'm dream rich, knee deep in that street shit
Knee deep in that street shit, got extended clips for that beef shit
I know y'all niggas don't want beef, y'all niggas don't even eat fish
Dropped ten bands on that light tan, made thirty five, that's a power flip
My powder plug is a power plug, when I go and see him, it's a power trip
Brodie lift weights, he a power lifter, shorty snortin' lines, she a powder sniffer
Old school got the loudest engine, exhaust growlin', horsepower
Power wash by the hour top, don't baller-block on the chess moves
Fresh juice, it was soursop, pow-pow, couple power shots
Eddie Bauer, no Prada coat, toss a nigga from the power boat
Body washed up, no shower soap, with a bad bitch, gettin' power throat
Baby girl got brain power, son say she got star power
Freaky shit she could do for hours, think the bitch got superpowers
You ain't got enough willpower, overcome all this hill power
Send a shooter every damn hour, you ain't got enough manpower
Collar white like clam chowder, first chain was a Byzantine
Chase a snitch down with the stick like a Quidditch team, it's a wizard thing
Shorty think we a power couple, I was leanin' towards Billie Jean
Bust a moonwalk on the bitch, glitter on the jackets, zippers on the seams
Up the thriller, turn you to a zombie, boy, you sweeter than vanilla beans
Button on the back of the blicky, like a pair of True Religion jeans
If I fuck on her once, do that make me a cheater?
Get your mans lined up, do that make me a barber?
If I up the heat on him, will he come down with a fever?
'Cause she paid for the dick, do that mean that I charged her?
'Cause I put my hands on her, do that mean I'ma beat her?
If she tattoo my name, do that mean that I scarred her?
'Cause I got a green thumb, do that make me a gardener?
Youngin' left a nigga twitchin', do that make him a streamer?
G, 'cause he be grimmin' niggas, do that make him a reaper?
If you see me in the ring, do that mean I'm a Tarver?
He might claim the street but really do that make him a creature?
Credits
Writer(s): James Clay Jones, Nicholas Craven, Kristoffer Moore, Lawrence Joseph Tilton
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