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Power Lyrics - Mardi Gras - Juvenile

Let's say I'm in a room with a bitch 

And the hoe don't wanna fuck 

Like a man I'm a beat my meat 

And get my fuckin' nut 

Fo'sho she gonna be drove then 

And I'm a cut the TV off 

And got to sleep on that hoe then 

Now tell that to your girlfriend 

You tell her everything else 

She goin' to be with her boyfriend 

You goin' to be by your damn self 

While I'm in my Benz with your friend 

And she bout to get nervous 

Baby I don't want nothing 

But some mouth and lip service 

Don't act bad 

Don't get mad 

That's all I can do with you 

Cause I don't want your ass 

Look you kinda fine 

With a nigga name on your spine 

Now respect my fuckin' mind 

How I'm a hit that from behind 

Got a hoe across the court 

And Molly boots the next door 

I'm getting tired of you rappers 

It's time for me to restore 

I done fixed these bitches house up 

And have them living swell 

But yet and still a nigga like me was eating a taco bell 

But after that shit 

All that trick shit I stopped it 

And lock my fuckin' pockets 

You can't pick it or pop it 

Now I get what I can get 

Out of these hoes and I'm up 

And if she wanna flex up 

I'm a beat the hoe up 

 

Girl that's Juvenile 

You don't know he on fire 

17 inch Momo's 

Like magic on his tires 

 

Girl that's Juvenile 

You don't know he on fire 

17 inch Momo's 

Like magic on his tires 

 

Girl that's Juvenile 

You don't know he on fire 

17 inch Momo's 

Like magic on his tires 

 

Girl that's Juvenile 

You don't know he on fire 

17 inch Momo's 

Like magic on his tires 

 

See I know how to treat a hoe 

Just talkin and great a hoe 

Niggas know I don't need a hoe 

Don't mix up your people hoe 

If I tell you do something 

You better do what I say 

If you plannin on playin me 

Better get out my way 

A bitch will get you killed 

That's the way I think 

From some old bitch ass nigga 

Trying to receive my bank 

Pussy come and it go 

It been like that before I got here 

Pussy don't wait for me or no nigga 

But it's gonna stop here 

For a little while 

So I'm a get what I could 

And if she bout sucking some dick 

I ain't hatin it's all good 

Now can I get that out you 

It ain't hard to do 

You a fine muthafucka 

And it starts with you 

I'm trying to fuck something till it can't see 

What I'm a show you with this dick 

You gonna thank me 

A nigga gonna be like that untill the moment I retire 

Ask them bitches bout me 

And they gonna say that I'm on fire 

 

Girl that's Juvenile 

You don't know he on fire 

17 inch Momo's 

Like magic on his tires 

 

If I even fuck with a bitch 

She gonna know 

Not to conversate with niggas 

When I open my door 

My business is my business 

It ain't to be heard 

My niggas is my niggas 

So you don't say a word 

And you don't touch my shit 

You don't drive my shit 

I got dope in the house 

And I hide my shit 

I have bad nerves 

I hope you don't try my shit 

Do right and nice things I'm a buy my bitch 

Some bitches you gotta play'em with a long string 

You play them close 

And you gonna be bangin wrong things 

You got something that I hear you don't wanna bring 

You not a muthafuckin player you a punk main 

Let me give one of them hoes up on this dope dick 

Stop handcuffin that bitch let her approach this 

You know when Juvenile comes he has to smoke shit 

I'm on fire on fire 

And you know this 

 

Girl that's Juvenile 

You don't know he on fire 

17 inch Momo's 

Like magic on his tires 

 

Girl that's Juvenile 

You don't know he on fire 

 

You can fuck my bitch 

You can fuck my bitch 

You can fuck my bitch 

 

You can fuck my bitch 

Let me fuck your bitch 

I don't love that bitch 

I don't trust that bitch 

 

You can fuck my bitch 

Let me fuck your bitch 

I don't love that bitch 

I don't trust that bitch 

 

You can fuck my bitch 

Let me fuck your bitch 

I don't love that bitch 

I don't trust that bitch 

 

You can fuck my bitch 

Let me fuck your bitch 

I don't love that bitch 

I don't trust that bitch 

 

You don't know he on fire 

You don't know he on fire 

You don't know he on fire 

You don't know he on fire 

 

(Hot Hot Hot Hot Hot Hot Hot) 

 

My bitch is your bitch 

My bitch is your bitch 

Your bitch is my bitch 

My bitch is your bitch 

My bitch is your bitch 

Your bitch is my bitch 

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