Mannie Fresh - Power lyrics

[Hook: Juvenile] I'm from the hood and I represent (power) J. Prince, n***a, that's (power) V-12 engine, that's (power) Electric company, I need (power) Satellite dish, b**h (power) You can't charge up sh** without (power) You want to know what make the world spin? (power) You're running low so n***a, plug in (power) [Verse 1: Juvenile] Power is muscle, there ain't too many n***as with it Money on my mind, I swear I wear it like a fitted I'm pouring out my heart to be that n***a in the city Homies in the hood already saying I done did it Power's what I got, I show it off cause I could Field goal kicker, motherf**ers, I'm good The drop's got a V-12 in it, it go bbrrrrr And the b**hes be like, "Uhhhhh" I'm no quitter I could get a n***a knocked off sitting on the sh**ter I wake up in the morning and I call shots I ain't trying to buy a car, I want the car lot I'm in a whole nother tax bracket Shop addict, a n***a got a Saks habit I talk money boy, take heed They get the picture when I say cheese [Hook] [Verse 2: Rick Ross] Power is something that you develop on the block Pull up on a bad b**h sitting in a drop Top down and a young n***a smelling like money Coke cologne, now come and get a brick from me Born in the ghetto, now a n***a in a mansion Looking at my bezel and that motherf**er dancing Power is something that get a n***a questions answered Now these hoes so romantic Look at me balling, we courtside at the game Twenty for the ticket, 'nother hundred for the chain Count money, money machines they going ccccccrrrrrrr So that mean a n***a full n***a got to get it in the sun like a dog Way before the watches, I'm the motherf**ing boss Money come with power and I think we got it mastered Snatch the bird out the plastic [Hook] [Verse 3: Juvenile] Power is respect, you gotta get it in the mud Check the DNA, see if it's really in the blood Motherf**ers talking about me say I'm a thug They figure since I'm balling up packets from the d** n***as in the kitchen mixing dope like a chemist They pray that I'mma lose it -- that ain't in my religion Boy, I drive birds down South like a pigeon You ain't sitting on a hundred million, you ain't living Smoking on kush, it's smelling like a** I run through a quarter million like gra** Scarface, b**h -- I'm feeling like Brad I'm a underground king like Chad I'm in the mansion with an opal model Marilyn She told me I was dope -- no h**n Power make a n***a show his arrogance Let's break it down -- bring the barrels in [Hook]