Young Thug - Pow lyrics

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Young Thug - Pow lyrics

[Hook] First you get that money then you get that power If he turn his nose up, boy he on that powder Now you walk around with 50 in your trousers Diamonds boolin' on my chest, no f**in' blouser b**h, I make it rain shower, ya dig that? Ain't no one know a thing about ya, if you zip that Hit 'em with that blocka-blocka, n***a get back Beat that bitty, never crack, dig that, sheesh [Verse 1] Before I go without a sack, I swag pack I spoiled my b**h and now she actin' like a brat I make Ellis, I know Jimmy, he got racks b**h I'm bleedin' like a tat Roll it, roll it, for me on ya back Just for show my diamonds yellow like a taxi I'm a cat, I'ma chase all them p**y rats p**y n***a better not look back Or else I'm k**in' 'em, hell yeah, that's a fact sheesh There's blood all on my Timberlands She make a n***a say "whaat?!" I swear to God she feelin' 'em She s**ed like eight dicks, I call her Octagon [Hook] First you get that money then you get that power If he turn his nose up, boy he on that powder Now you walk around with 50 in your trousers Diamonds boolin' on my chest, no f**in' blouser b**h, I make it rain shower, ya dig that? Ain't no one know a thing about ya, if you zip that Hit 'em with that blocka-blocka, n***a get back Beat that bitty, never crack, dig that, sheesh [Verse 2] b**h, I dig it, I eat ice cream with my chickens b**h, I'm rich just like a Simmons, not Lil Diggy If I got legs, b**h you know I'm gonna get it She got good head, so she welcome to my Bentley Big Bentley in that big Bentley, Bentley Ridin' 'round with that semi, cuz I know these n***as envy Is you mad 'bout Instagram or how I kick my pimpin'? You keep that Ace of Spades, I'm sippin' I'm a rocket, rocket, I can't stop it, stop it I'm a GTV, boy, b**h I'm poppin, poppin' I need coke, need coke like, "Where the f** is papi?" If you tryna run off, you know we pop ya noggin' [Hook] First you get that money then you get that power If he turn his nose up, boy he on that powder Now you walk around with 50 in your trousers Diamonds boolin' on my chest, no f**in' blouser b**h, I make it rain shower, ya dig that? Ain't no one know a thing about ya, if you zip that Hit 'em with that blocka-blocka, n***a get back Beat that bitty, never crack, dig that, sheesh

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