Powder 2014

[Chorus:] Powder get you hyper Get you hyper Get you hype Get you, get you, get you hyper Hold up Spread em wide bitch And keep that powder They goin need their cellphone battery Club good tonight Club lymelight Hold up She on the floor On that blow She got that [snorting sound] Up her nose Rich bitch Fuck em hoes Head down Touch yo toes [Verse 1: Skinny Pimp] Hold up Powder get you hyper Have you in that [?] snort it out Party like a rockstar With a pet cause they very loud Skinny preppers in the house I used keep my 100 full Keep them hoes up all fucking night Because they love their drugs Keep on selling that Michelle Pfeiffer Hoe just call me Tony Montana When I used to be on that blow I come down on that cushowana Pimp them hoes going and they chewing on that dick They hit a couple o’ lines to keep them [?] On the train I heard that cocaine used to be the biggest pimp around town Really wish they could pills or drink Then they coming down We up for late night on funky town south Memphis That’s what the M call it RIP Lord Infamous [Chorus] [Verse 2: BeatKing] Hold up I keep a bunny with ass She twerk some with passion’ She always tweakin off pills She get high as fuck then laugh At night time she a bartender Her tities be exposed She twerk like she from the hood Btricks tip her when she kiss hoes Bitch bustin’ like a pistol Bounce that ass like a 6’fo She a brick bitch She on my dick My arm, neck and wrist floss She got patnas they all bad They throw they ass in a line Club God woulda be in jail, if ratchet pussy was a crime I still fuck with dimes and Buss that pussy like its 380 Just like a bitch name Katie She gave me head in [?] These spread em bitches up in Chevrolet you b bored Get that molly out your purse Drop it down and twerk Hold up [Chorus] [Verse 3:] Hold up [phone ringing] PRSG Lewis checkin in You already know what it is nigga Gangsta Stripper Music Part 2 That’s that music that’s goin touch e’erybody right here I mean, i mean like BeatKing, really? Honestly? Let’s be real man You make music for e’erbaddi [Yes i do] It’s that same clip It’s that same clip I need you to make some music for these ratchet ass strippers You see what I’m saying I wanna go the the Bullethole strip club And I wanna hear your shit in there And then I wanna go to the upper echelon strip club And have the wannabe ratchet strippers gettin loose to that bitch I’m talkin bout bussin it open Poppin lemon drops That twisted type strip club man (Yeah, yea yea yea yea) That’s how I wanna know (You talkin bout, you wan the ratchet ass hoes twerkin Then you wanna go to the clubs where you got the Motherfuckin’ assistant principals and they still Motherfuckin twerkin like them hoes) Yes (Oh ok) That’s what I wanna go I wanna see all of this shit And I wanna, I want everytime I see it i, I just want my motherfuckin [?] About, nigga this is some gangsta ass strippin’ you feel what I’m saying? Like I wanna that bitch up there strippin And she stuntin at the same time Like she probably got a pistol on her side (See that’s it, now that’s that Miam… now that’s that Mississippi shit Y’know what i’m saying, that’s that Mississippi shit) Nigga it gets real nigga Illuminati nigga You insane nigga This what we do down here This is gangsta stripper music at it’s finest I was sittin up here in the strip club the other night Bitch walked up to me like man, hey can you play some of that BeatKing I was like what you want then “throw that ass” She was like nah I don’t want that I want ‘ratchet hoes’ Cause we ratchet I was like “gawd damn, alright then lemme drop this shit man” But salute to you my nigga man (Hey) You go straight up on this mix man You know the whole [?] movement behind it The [?] movement behind it And you know nigga it’s still… You know Houston, that’s the home nigga That’s the heart nigga You know we got to hold Houston baby Gangstas in Houston together You already know man We in this bitch] We got CSP Lewis you know what I’m sayin We got BeatKingKong with the “Hold up” [Hey] Everytime a bitch be throwin that ass with that “Hold Up” Right after I hit em we say “Hold up” You know what im sayin man (Hey yow, yow, yow, you need a little more bass in your voice but you almost got You almost, almost, almost) Uh I gotta go smoke some cigarettes for that then Cause I dont know what to do with that but You know, you know, that probably came from a long line of Twisted E to get you that [Laughter from both] I can’t endorse that one[x2] [Oh man] I can’t endorse that one[x2]