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beayokki - power lyrics

feed me money, feed me by the hour
i think my strap too small
i think i need a choppa
i think i got some beef
don’t get ate i’m a tiger
yeah i believe in god but i hardly read my bible
i am not no lame i won’t let you come rob us
before i jump in that hoe, go see a doctor
before i eat that p+ssy let me grab my goggles
i don’t believe in abortions, i make her swallow
just had a baby i swear i’m a great dad
my baby momma crazy but she far from messy
if my side hoe get out of line
she gon check that
it’s like i’m hoopin on these n+ggas
i ball where the rec at
i love red, don’t know play
yo b+tch said i’m s+xy
i don’t believe in love, so my feelings
i kept that, don’t you call me no more
don’t you even text back
left yo heart on the floor
watch where you step at
i’m so sick of b+tches they calling me evil
i play like i’m broke, no cash on my visa
i call that hoe four times a day
i play like i need her
it ain’t hard to sp+wn money
that money printed like cheetah’s
my n+gga may go ride
how much you wanna bet that?
too many p.a n+ggas missings
where the f+ck my vest at
too many hoes set n+ggas up
got me wanting less cash
i want that paper, i love green
so imma rock my jet head
man this where the mess at
you can come to bama boy
that’s where the mess at
you is not no blow, why lie why even rep that
cuh want me to cannon
that’s where you get left at
i’m still not seeing these n+ggas
who the f+ck is you clown
go get aroma you heard a n+ggas
wanna be down how you heard i fell off
when your b+tch cuffin me now
n+ggas talking behind my back
no looking no sound
you said you f+cked my b+tch
that’s kool your b+tch f+cking me now
soon as i get up too leave her
she start sucking me down
i tell her stop bae she start cussing me down
i’m just doing my job bae
so why the f+ck is you round?
got your b+tch calling me
joe i’m bout to lean on her
i’m bout to pour me a four
i’m sipping lean on em i’m up eight rocks
on a show i cut my jeans on em
i’m gon banar off that joe
my d+ck a lean on her
this a cold cold world
i’m full of fleen on em
can’t f+ck no hoe in no world
but i’m mister clean on em
can’t pin no baby on me
i go build a gene on her
my thrill is far far gone, no baby keen on her
man this where the mess at
you can come to bama boy
this where the mess at
i still don’t know why my n+ggas
up and left me, i can’t do none about it
gotta respect that, first you get that money
then you get that power
after we have s+x hoe hand me a towel
b+tch i’m from the hood
where we survive off vouchers
this is bar’s & liquor the movie
you cowards, this where the mess at
you can come to bama boy
this where the mess at
one three double o
that’s my f+cking set check
if i ain’t in ya b+tch, i’m in the hood
that’s where you catch me…

- beayokki lyrics

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