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Power Play Lyrics - Codename: Ego Stripper - Ces Cru

Go head and move it, mama, I'm down to see you shake it 

I live for money, honey, you make me wanna make it 

I give a bloody fuck bout if you gots a couple rolls 

I cut a line, you cut a rug, go head and touch your toes 

And now we up in here acting like some fucking clowns 

Tipping while we sipping, bout to order up another round 

Spark it up to burn it down, ain't nobody's hurting now 

Your bitch looking at me like I'm lunch, the tables turning round 

W-A-V-Y, they can see why I be spazzing 

The party go hard, we waking up, don't know what happened 

From moody to laughing, to ready for action 

Took another shot, sat down and watch that booty clappin' 

She doing the back bend straight out of the Matrix 

Something short of impressive the way she move them fake tits 

Fronting like a slave, baby girl just want to take six 

Cause she be the type of chick that I might wanna cave with 

No mama, no drama here, I'm comfy without a care 

Right after we get it in, we gon' get up out of there 

Wouldn't bother teasing, baby girl ain't tryna play with ya 

Six minutes, it's on and I got seven words to say to ya 

Got her filling in the blaze like she filling out them pants 

Niggas holding up the wall like they don't know how to dance 

Ain't nobody as wavy the way we create in advance 

We so Uncle Rico, we gon' stick them chicks up in their vans 

 

They think it's all sun rays and sippin Alizé 

They tripping off fame, game different now-a-day 

CES all day, hit them with the power play 

They better drop down when me weapon calibrate, yeah! 

 

Let the song play and yes I'm read' to bone 

Sexing weapon stretching, pressin' 'til ya epinephrine gone 

Left impression on, it was nothing to give up after dome 

That's a known threat, when Tech was on X, I went to the metronome 

To the beat, what a week, for the peach I seek and I gotta go deep 

On a beach, gonna reach lot of peaks, I skeet then I wanna go sleep 

I'm the samba, run upon the nana 

Gone like mom made bomb ganja lasagna 

Got your mind in disarray, tripping off what a nigga say 

Don't wanna make me get the K, take it away when you disobey 

Left no life, we lose ya, rockets, rifles, Rugers 

Thinking it blow and wouldn't be letting it cause you bite, no Bruiser 

Better not a nair square nigga come and want some 

Let her get your airfare, nigga, when the funk come 

He fucking with family, I seen red 

For reallies, we bucking, busting 'til everything dead 

Off in my circle, everything red 

Ballers, building bars, you better bring bread 

Whoever wanna see me need a ticket 

All the bitches got interest for me to stick it cause I'm wicked 

 

They think it's all sun rays and sippin Alizé 

They tripping off fame, game different now-a-day 

CES all day, hit them with the power play 

They better drop down when me weapon calibrate, yeah! 

 

Oh, you wanna play? Cool, I wanna play 

I can come through and break it down any kind of way 

Hulk mindstate, radiate like gamma ray 

All day, what Speedy Gonzales say: andalé 

Eh, say andalé, Del like Lana Ray 

They act tough but they melt like Monterey 

See how them rise and then fell like economy 

Kanye West, welcome to my dark fantasy 

I sacrifice rap crews, never quality 

When I wreck the beat, boy, I make no apology 

Hot air they blow like wind then they gone away 

Ish that y'all tolerate, I cannot accommodate 

Ha, it's comedy the way I dominate 

Nominate me for the modern day monarchy 

Say what you wanna say if you wanna follow me 

Know that the artistry pump through my arteries 

Double O control, I'm so Sean Connery 

In the game to gain my total autonomy 

Eh, say la-da-di, flow till the water break 

Hand over your heart and bow, namaste 

 

They think it's all sun rays and sippin Alizé 

They tripping off fame, game different now-a-day 

CES all day, hit them with the power play 

They better drop down when me weapon calibrate, yeah! 

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