Power

[Hook: Juvenile] I'm from the hood and I represent (power) J. Prince, nigga, that's (power) V-12 engine, that's (power) Electric company, I need (power) Satellite dish, bitch (power) You can't charge up shit without (power) You want to know what make the world spin? (power) You're running low so nigga, plug in (power) [Verse 1: Juvenile] Power is muscle, there ain't too many niggas with it Money on my mind, I swear I wear it like a fitted I'm pouring out my heart to be that nigga in the city Homies in the hood already saying I done did it Power's what I got, I show it off cause I could Field goal kicker, motherfuckers, I'm good The drop's got a V-12 in it, it go bbrrrrr And the bitches be like, "Uhhhhh" I'm no quitter I could get a nigga knocked off sitting on the shitter I wake up in the morning and I call shots I ain't trying to buy a car, I want the car lot I'm in a whole nother tax bracket Shop addict, a nigga got a Saks habit I talk money boy, take heed They get the picture when I say cheese [Hook] [Verse 2: Rick Ross] Power is something that you develop on the block Pull up on a bad bitch sitting in a drop Top down and a young nigga smelling like money Coke cologne, now come and get a brick from me Born in the ghetto, now a nigga in a mansion Looking at my bezel and that motherfucker dancing Power is something that get a nigga questions answered Now these hoes so romantic Look at me balling, we courtside at the game Twenty for the ticket, 'nother hundred for the chain Count money, money machines they going ccccccrrrrrrr So that mean a nigga full Nigga got to get it in the sun like a dog Way before the watches, I'm the motherfucking boss Money come with power and I think we got it mastered Snatch the bird out the plastic [Hook] [Verse 3: Juvenile] Power is respect, you gotta get it in the mud Check the DNA, see if it's really in the blood Motherfuckers talking about me say I'm a thug They figure since I'm balling up packets from the drugs Niggas in the kitchen mixing dope like a chemist They pray that I'mma lose it -- that ain't in my religion Boy, I drive birds down South like a pigeon You ain't sitting on a hundred million, you ain't living Smoking on kush, it's smelling like ass I run through a quarter million like grass Scarface, bitch -- I'm feeling like Brad I'm a underground king like Chad I'm in the mansion with an opal model Marilyn She told me I was dope -- no heroin Power make a nigga show his arrogance Let's break it down -- bring the barrels in [Hook]