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(feat. Big Pokey, D'Capo, Quest) [Mr. 3-2:] No more playing, a nigga on some grown folks shit Big house big car, and a brand new bitch I'm equipped to produce, whatever boys need Had to broaden my horizons, in order to succeed If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense All that procrastinating, can't pay my rent So I handle up, set my goals Plot on a mission, in a minute heavy sold Bolted down, put my plan in order If it don't benefit, motherfucker don't bother I'm a starter, nigga never rode the bench Always took it all, when niggaz were in the ditch Give an inch, and I'ma take ten yards Hustle today, stack some'ing for tomorrow By far, I'ma always get mine Nigga day G, all about my grind [Hook: x2] (power moves), I pry to put in position (power moves), man I'm on this mission (power moves), can't make no mistakes I'm a big old dude, gotta have a full plate Letras de canciones[D-Capo:] I'm hungry like a hostage in Iraq, with a pistol To his head, boy I need that bread I'm bout to get fed nigga, like a pig eating slop Every nook and crannie, I'm swallowing every drop See me in a drop, with a 4-4 Tipping fo' 4's, sipping on fo' times fo' I ain't never been a hoe, I'm power moves supreme Your hoe got do', I'm in her face getting green [Quest:] I'm making power moves, ain't no time for a hour snooze I'ma show you, why the cowards lose I'ma show you how the rocks, and the flowers move Keep the place treating they face, plenty powder to tool Trying to see stacks, tall as Mutumbo Couple pounds of weed, couple ki's stashed off in the condo Busting heat tall, as Wade in one So what it be if I don't get paid pronto, from my motherfucking [Hook x2] [Big Pokey:] Power moves, dog I gotta get mine When it come to my daughter, daddy got to get down Ten toes on the ground, nuts touching the curb Get your money fuck being broke, that shit for the birds Everytime I look up, it's the first or the third Don't call my phone, 'less you wanna verse or a bird It's pimping over here, put your purse on the curb So I could take the day off, streets working my nerves I'm pulling tricks, from my sleeve out First class when I leave out, chain make a nigga pull his ski's out I want that four car garage, pulling the V's out Now snatching car covers off, pulling 3's out I want that to get money, I be trying to stay clean My daughter'll caught flipping, until she get 18 I'ma mash for my dream, act a ass bout my cake And every day that I awake'n, I'ma try to make some motherfucking [Hook x2] From Letras Mania