Dame Grease - Powder Water lyrics

[Hook] Powder Water [x16] Think shorty got a thing for a dope dealer Holla at a real n***a Think shorty got a thing for a dope dealer Holla at a real n***a [Verse 1: Troy Ave] 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 Powder [Hook] Powder Water [x16] Think shorty got a thing for a dope dealer Holla at a real n***a Think shorty got a thing for a dope dealer Holla at a real n***a [Verse 2: N.O.R.E] Got your b**h on my bike, crack addict Saw me cooking eggs and thought I was back at it Arm n' Hammer Ma n***as 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 sh**tin like a mule With them 40 acres Papi a vet ain't no little grams I'm the connect so f** the little mans I speak about it, I got my money up Every week me and Ha** in Columbia Yeah… so what you think they call me Papi for Even when i pop chicks raw I've been selling raw [Hook] Powder Water [x16] Think shorty got a thing for a dope dealer Holla at a real n***a Think shorty got a thing for a dope dealer Holla at a real n***a [Verse 3: Sho Ballotti] 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 a** 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 [?] f**ed 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 sh** 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 b**h She gorgeous but attitude is all swordfish Type a b**h never in a good mood So after I f** 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 b**h, know the gang, know the crew [Hook] Powder Water [x16] Think shorty got a thing for a dope dealer Holla at a real n***a Think shorty got a thing for a dope dealer Holla at a real n***a