Curren$y - Power Button lyrics

[Intro:] Rock astronaut suits by the BBC Rock astronaut suits by the BBC Rock astronaut suits by the BBC Rock astronaut suits by the BBC Rock astronaut suits by the BBC Rock astronaut suits by the BBC Rock astronaut suits by the BBC Jets n***a Shout out to the big homie, shout out to Big Ben Ferris Buller This ought to be good for like a whole box of lettermans and hoodies and all that sh** [Verse 1:] Word to Trademark my style need a padlock Moon man suited up I'm an astronaut You mad because I does what you cannot Crib fit for a king, you would swear I had an architect from Camelot Inspire n***as to go, how could I ever stop giving n***as the hot The rhymes I rock inspire fly n***as to shop And b**hes rub they titties like they did for big pop Spitta keep it honest diamonds and dollars In the Bahamas slice ya wifey like an avocado Blame it on the moscato, she went crazy with the bottle Fly Vision, I seen it all through aviator goggles Las Vegas, heavy wages, stakes raising, poker faces in the red label All large, I roll up like zig-zag papers Shocked they a**, give em this taser [Hook x2:] I get it on like the power bu*ton on the remote So roll with us or you'll choke on the jet smoke [Verse 2:] And I'm so sure that them s**ers over there Ain't making the same sh** we making over here Them n***as switching the rules they ain't even playing fair Originality seemed to have vanished in the air I remember a time Back when n***as could rhyme A I-Pod and a ride a n***a bumping the tribe Got my pedal to the metal in my De La Highs Me, myself, and I Me myself I'm high See I sleep in my eyes Gotta keep a disguise behind enemy lines By the time they recognize that I have arrived I done entered they mind Sneaker Freak and baby who could be more sneaker than I Spitta be the equivalent to a bed of nails He who sleeps on Spitta will not sleep well Got cheese and Guac, n***a Taco Bell I been had this bread it's all moldy and stale [Hook]