Big Pokey

Big Pokey - Power N' Da Flower lyrics

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[talking:]

Cut the mic up, cut the mic up now

This for them G's out there, Lil' J-Face

Rap-A-Lot, feel this yeah



[Hook x2:]

Power in the flower, power in the flower

All I ever wanted, was the power in the flower



[Big Pokey:]

All I ever wanted, was the power in the flower

Moving a hundred miles per hour, nigga I'ma

Do my thang, make it come back like a boomerang

Arm & Hammer cocaine, a bunch of pocket change

One thang about this game, it's addictive

A lot of pro's and con's, hoes and guns nigga it's wicked

I ride dirty like Bun B and Pimp, I ain't parking my car

Got three microwaves, working with my fork in the jar

Stay splurging, digging in it like a surgeon

Then I feed it to 'em raw, pure as a virgin

When you fucking with me, you fucking with the best

Ounces hard, as a Japanese math test

We make a dopehouse, jump like a '64

Pitch the snow, if the laws happen to kick in the do'

Get your calico, in case it's a false alarm

If you get caught slipping, it's on



[Hook x2]



[Big Pokey:]

I'm a heavy weighter, when I rain I shower

In the kitchen and I'm mixing, flipping figgas and flour

Got this flower flipping, plus I'm making moves power ticking

A bunch of money, got a young nigga power tripping

Fucking these hoes, these niggaz baby mamas sucking my pole

Focused man, stay in control

It'll take you fast, let you make some cash

Flip the script on you, break your ass

Have your game mask on, when you hit the flo'

Put your 4-4 in your pocket, 'fore you hit the do'

It's a game where money talk, violence control

Rule number one, silence is gold

Once you get your connect, then you get your change on

Then you get your respect, then you got your fame on

Cats'll get caught up, and get they aim on

That's what can happen to ya, when you get your name known



[Hook x4]



[Big Pokey:]

You doing great now, your name packing weight now

High self-esteem, got you feeling like a eight now

You living in the states, with lakes

Electric gates, surveillance if they break in your place

You feeling, the other side of the game

It's gravy now, cause money ain't a thang

You got these hoes, you lining 'em up

The ones you really cut for, diamond 'em up

Your main hoe buy her a truck, it's the vida loca

If she steal from you, beat her and choke her

You don't make deals with smokers, you done graduated

Watch your back, cause them broke niggaz agitated

I ain't exaturating, that's how the game go

To the top of the ladder, that's what you aim fo'

Keep your name low, and get your money on

Cause if you crap out, money gone



[Hook x4]
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