Ces Cru feat. Tech N9ne Power Play Lyrics

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Digital Media 1
  • 1 Fate
  • 2 Jimmy Stewart
  • 3 Sound Bite
  • 4 Whips
  • 5 Give It to Me
  • 6 Pressure
  • 7 Double O.T.
  • 8 Power Play
  • 9 Que Lastima
  • 10 Blindfold
  • 11 Phineas Gage
  • 12 Strange Creature
  • 13 Every Weapon
  • 14 Hope
  • 15 Axiom
  • 16 Gutter Race (Bonus Track)
  • 17 Catch Vibes (Bonus Track)
  • 18 Passenger (Bonus Track)
  • Go head and move it, mama, I'm down to see you shake it
    I live for money, honey, you make me wanna make it
    I give a bloody **** bout if you gots a couple rolls
    I cut a line, you cut a rug, go head and touch your toes
    And now we up in here acting like some ****ing clowns
    Tipping while we sipping, bout to order up another round
    Spark it up to burn it down, ain't nobody's hurting now
    Your ***** looking at me like I'm lunch, the tables turning round
    W-A-V-Y, they can see why I be spazzing
    The party go hard, we waking up, don't know what happened
    From moody to laughing, to ready for action
    Took another shot, sat down and watch that booty clappin'
    She doing the back bend straight out of the Matrix
    Something short of impressive the way she move them fake ****
    Fronting like a slave, baby girl just want to take six
    Cause she be the type of chick that I might wanna cave with
    No mama, no drama here, I'm comfy without a care
    Right after we get it in, we gon' get up out of there
    Wouldn't bother teasing, baby girl ain't tryna play with ya
    Six minutes, it's on and I got seven words to say to ya
    Got her filling in the blaze like she filling out them pants
    *****s holding up the wall like they don't know how to dance
    Ain't nobody as wavy the way we create in advance
    We so Uncle Rico, we gon' stick them chicks up in their vans

    They think it’s all sun rays and sippin Alizé
    They tripping off fame, game different now-a-day
    CES all day, hit them with the power play
    They better drop down when me weapon calibrate, yeah!

    Let the song play and yes I'm read' to bone
    Sexing weapon stretching, pressin' 'til ya epinephrine gone
    Left impression on, it was nothing to give up after dome
    That's a known threat, when Tech was on X, I went to the metronome
    To the beat, what a week, for the peach I seek and I gotta go deep
    On a beach, gonna reach lot of peaks, I skeet then I wanna go sleep
    I'm the samba, run upon the nana
    Gone like mom made bomb ganja lasagna
    Got your mind in disarray, tripping off what a ***** say
    Don't wanna make me get the K, take it away when you disobey
    Left no life, we lose ya, rockets, rifles, Rugers
    Thinking it blow and wouldn't be letting it cause you bite, no Bruiser
    Better not a nair square ***** come and want some
    Let her get your airfare, *****, when the funk come
    He ****ing with family, I seen red
    For reallies, we bucking, busting 'til everything dead
    Off in my circle, everything red
    Ballers, building bars, you better bring bread
    Whoever wanna see me need a ticket
    All the *****es got interest for me to stick it cause I'm wicked

    They think it’s all sun rays and sippin Alizé
    They tripping off fame, game different now-a-day
    CES all day, hit them with the power play
    They better drop down when me weapon calibrate, yeah!

    Oh, you wanna play? Cool, I wanna play
    I can come through and break it down any kind of way
    Hulk mindstate, radiate like gamma ray
    All day, what Speedy Gonzales say: andalé
    Eh, say andalé, Del like Lana Ray
    They act tough but they melt like Monterey
    See how them rise and then fell like economy
    Kanye West, welcome to my dark fantasy
    I sacrifice rap crews, never quality
    When I wreck the beat, boy, I make no apology
    Hot air they blow like wind then they gone away
    Ish that y’all tolerate, I cannot accommodate
    Ha, it’s comedy the way I dominate
    Nominate me for the modern day monarchy
    Say what you wanna say if you wanna follow me
    Know that the artistry pump through my arteries
    Double O control, I’m so Sean Connery
    In the game to gain my total autonomy
    Eh, say la-da-di, flow till the water break
    Hand over your heart and bow, namaste

    They think it’s all sun rays and sippin Alizé
    They tripping off fame, game different now-a-day
    CES all day, hit them with the power play
    They better drop down when me weapon calibrate, yeah!

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