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- Composers:
- Roberts
- William Leonard / Thomas
- Byron O / Gray
- Terius
 
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Juvenile - Power lyrics
[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 Juvenile - Power - http://motolyrics.com/juvenile/power-lyrics.html
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]
















