Rick Ross - Power lyrics

Let's say I'm in a room with a b**h And the hoe don't wanna f** Like a man I'm a beat my meat And get my f**in' 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 a** Look you kinda fine With a n***a name on your spine Now respect my f**in' 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 b**hes house up And have them living swell But yet and still a n***a like me was eating a taco bell But after that sh** All that trick sh** I stopped it And lock my f**in' 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 n***as 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 b**h will get you k**ed That's the way I think From some old b**h a** n***a Trying to receive my bank p**y come and it go It been like that before I got here p**y don't wait for me or no n***a But it's gonna stop here For a little while So I'm a get what I could And if she bout s**ing 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 muthaf**a And it starts with you I'm trying to f** something till it can't see What I'm a show you with this dick You gonna thank me A n***a gonna be like that untill the moment I retire Ask them b**hes 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 f** with a b**h She gonna know Not to conversate with n***as When I open my door My business is my business It ain't to be heard My n***as is my n***as So you don't say a word And you don't touch my sh** You don't drive my sh** I got dope in the house And I hide my sh** I have bad nerves I hope you don't try my sh** Do right and nice things I'm a buy my b**h Some b**hes 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 muthaf**in player you a punk main Let me give one of them hoes up on this dope dick Stop handcuffin that b**h let her approach this You know when Juvenile comes he has to smoke sh** 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 f** my b**h You can f** my b**h You can f** my b**h You can f** my b**h Let me f** your b**h I don't love that b**h I don't trust that b**h You can f** my b**h Let me f** your b**h I don't love that b**h I don't trust that b**h You can f** my b**h Let me f** your b**h I don't love that b**h I don't trust that b**h You can f** my b**h Let me f** your b**h I don't love that b**h I don't trust that b**h 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 b**h is your b**h My b**h is your b**h Your b**h is my b**h My b**h is your b**h My b**h is your b**h Your b**h is my b**h