Pauleon Da Don - Power | Текст песни

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"Power"

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Owe! All I ever wanted was a beamer. Now it's no limit on the Visa. Chef slash butler yellin feed up. I'm prolly in the study with my feet up.I step out, they wet mouth when they see 'em. Speakin in third person but I be 'em.I take ya bitch. Tea bag her like a tea cup. Got 'em workin' on cardio to keep up. You niggaz is poodles. I'm talkin' tea cups. Heavy on my plateau like I'm three tons.The flow wakin' the dead. They yellin' Jesus. I'm hot. Blood boilin' like a fever. Tell them haters keep sleepin'. Get ya z's up. I'm mastering mathematics gettin my g's up. I'm still in this bitch. Fuck FEMA. And for the nonbelievers. Blasphemous. This is the antidote in ya' speakers. Heard I was bakin', now they shakin' like a seizure. Catchin' aneurysms trynna study my procedure. Vacate somewhere foreign for my leisure. Since everything has a price, what's freedom? Power, money and respect might not be enough.Add the heart of a King to the three of 'em. Dope in the flesh. No beaker.My sneakers, flown in. Hand stitched from Italy. That's that grown shit. That Pauleon shit. Da Don just.Always on point. Like I got a sewing kit. Huh. Stiff as a brick and I'm goin' in. On my own shit. The one they clonin'. Huh. Shit is a trip but I don't slip. Feet planted, rockin' the kicks with the strong grip.

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