Powder Water - N.O.R.E., Troy Ave, Sho Ballotti

Powder Water

Think shorty got a thing for a dope dealer

Holla at a real nigga

Think shorty got a thing for a dope dealer

Holla at a real nigga

I’m sipping Cristal now you can hate me

Chicks never say nahs, yeahs and maybes

I’m a bad boy but i’m with your baby

Roll up in Mercedes

Two front seats no back, no tops

Flippin' and whippin' either way I get the drop

Pick up the spliff and pick up your face with a shot

Handle my business and celebrate it with a shot

Two or three

Yeah I’m in the zone

I like to mix rose mo' with ma Patron

The only life I know put that in a song

So take two birds forty in June

Price high

Out of town life by

Living amongst lions notice I ain’t die

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Powder Water

Think shorty got a thing for a dope dealer

Holla at a real nigga

Think shorty got a thing for a dope dealer

Holla at a real nigga

Got your bitch on my bike, crack addict

Saw me cooking eggs and thought I was back at it

Arm n' Hammer

Ma niggas still hood

Whip it real good

Whip, whip it real good

Plenty keys, drug dealer green

Good belt always hang from my denim jeans

I get thrills when I ride on my enemies

It was real when they caught me in the Phillipines

Yeah… you found Noreaga

Shittin like a mule

With them 40 acres

Papi a vet ain’t no little grams

I’m the connect so fuck the little mans

I speak about it, I got my money up

Every week me and Hass in Columbia

Yeah… so what you think they call me Papi for

Even when i pop chicks raw I’ve been selling raw

Powder Water

Think shorty got a thing for a dope dealer

Holla at a real nigga

Think shorty got a thing for a dope dealer

Holla at a real nigga

They ain’t seen a wave like this since the 80s

You done fell in love with a crook now baby

Imma buss that thing open like yo ass doing yoga

Ice on my chain got my neck going polar

Living life

So why you giving the cold shoulder

Good belt gang that thing cost 12 hundred

Belt buckle big H

Fucked up a few credit cards that ain’t nothing

Cause my credit score in the hood is 800

So if rap don’t work for me I just call my pluggie

He hit me on the arm like he seen a punch buggie

Go to the spot to cop your shit

My plug says meet me at the dock… bring a forklift

Pause for the feds man I’m off this

At the fortress… with your bitch

She gorgeous but attitude is all swordfish

Type a bitch never in a good mood

So after I fuck her I try to convince her that you’s a good dude

Pardon' me

That was kind of rude

Party at the crib and shorty ya’ll come thru

You and yo' best friend yeah bring her too

Maybe later on show me how that thing move

5−7 bitch, know the gang, know the crew

Powder Water

Think shorty got a thing for a dope dealer

Holla at a real nigga

Think shorty got a thing for a dope dealer

Holla at a real nigga