[LYRICS] Power Powder Respect Lyrics By 50 Cent

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50 Cent, Lil Durk And Jeremih Lyrics

Read the official Lyrics to ‘Power Powder Respect’ by 50 Cent featuring Lil Durk and Jeremih. ‘Power Powder Respect’ is a soundtrack off 50 Cent’ Tv Show – Power IV: Force – for the purpose of 50 Cent fans and our esteemed readers, we bring to you the most accurate lyrics to ‘Power Powder Respect‘, check it out below.

[LYRICS] Power Powder Respect Lyrics By 50 Cent
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LISTEN TO: Power Powder Respect By 50 Cent Ft Lil Durk & Jeremih

50 Cent – Power Powder Respect Lyrics

Chorus: Jeremih
Tougher than a Teflon, all that dope I stepped on
We’ll get the rest gone, been that nigga, what else you want?
Power, powder, respect
I want that money and powder and power
Money and powder and power
Money and powder and power

Verse 1: 50 Cent
The paper, the paper, paper, yeah, I gotta stack that
Them diamonds keep blinking, blinking, we might have to check that
Now boy when that blicky blicky come out, you get clapped fast
Draw down with the on, I match you like Pat Pat
Come back when them cameras out, run your block, we kick that
Come back at your funeral in progress and hit that
Hit your back, the back, your bitch-ass won’t even hit back
You’ll be splashing in fashion, nigga, you can check the drip
Catch you slipping, we sliding, you niggas on some different shit
We hit the licks, we with the shit, ssh, when you get hit
Quiet down, no need for the talking, the fuck is that about?

Chorus: Jeremih
Tougher than a Teflon, all that dope I stepped on
We’ll get the rest gone, been that nigga, what else you want?
Power, powder, respect
I want that money and powder and power
Money and powder and power
Money and powder and power

Verse 2: Lil Durk
All the niggas looked up to me, you can tell I got rank
Federal time, just to survive they’ll pass you a shank
Ain’t invoke, tell them “Free Larry” and tryna pardon his case
When you black and rich, they be slick and tryna target your race
Street niggas never ‘lone, we in the streets and I win
Ridin’ strikers inside the chest, they be changin’ the wind
My brothers chasing that high, got brothers life in the pen
Got loyal fees for the fam, that’s the star like
Sticks and stones that won’t break my bones
And you tell, you can never come home where I’m from
Windy City taught me a lot, I get it all where I’m from
Money, power, respect, I’m in the zone

Chorus: Jeremih
Tougher than a Teflon, all that dope I stepped on
We’ll get the rest gone, been that nigga, what else you want?
Power, powder, respect
I want that money and powder and power
Money and powder and power
Money and powder and power

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