I Got The Power Lyrics - P. Diddy

My click is in it 'til it's over, never sober 

Bustin' over, layin' Elaine with the cane and the Rover 

Pray to Jehovah for the nigga with the Ruger 

The young Don, the heron mover 

You know my hustle, I bring the fo' pound to the tussle 

Motherfuck your pit with no muzzle 

So chill Cuzo, let me blow for my niggaz 

Runnin' round, get down like motherfuckin' gorillas 

Shorty bop, the Wolop in the spot with the dollop 

Pot full of acid, I got the game mastered 

Move dimes, hit twenties addicted to gettin' money 

It could be a hundred degrees and never look sunny 

Black I'm tryin' to live, somethin' got to give 

But everyday's the same old runnin' from Popo 

Mom think I'm loco 'cause I sell crack and puff cocoa 

Yo, it's the style see it's still the same 

And when worse comes to worse, I steal the cane 

Papi know my face so he don't expect it 

Runnin' from the gutter so he gots to accept it 

Stripped his ass naked, then I put a slug in him 

He just another motherfucker, ain't no love in him 

I put a bug in him, never sleep on one who never slept 

I take my last breath every time I hit the meth 

It's the D to the E, M to the O N 

Blowin', steady playin' shotgun, throwin' 

Don't you see the shorty with the baseball cap? 

Don't make me flip motherfucker with this baseball bat 

Best to brace yo' gat 'fore I brace mine 'cause I lace nine 

From yo' dome to yo' motherfuckin' spine 

I be, that nigga that yo' niggaz can't fuck wit 

That nigga that yo' bitches wanna creep wit 

That nigga that you can't get along wit 

Playa hate but you wanna do a song wit 

That nigga that you see in the videos 

That nigga with the jewels and the jiggy hoes 

That nigga that'll die for his main man 

That nigga with the gettin' money gameplan 

Haven't you heard that Bad Boys move in silence yet? 

When you increase the peace, the mo' wild it get 

I'm only sizin' you niggaz from the waist up 

And I ain't, wettin' no parts you can't touch with makeup 

Mr. Jacob without the Ladder 

It don't matter, clap your wake up and do a shakeup 

Nobody badder, since the, baby finksta 

I was in the playpen waitin' for kids to enter 

Shit, I even blitz the rich to get chips 

Housekeeper disguised with the nine bubble grip 

Extra clip in the vacumn if I slip 

Room service ring the alarm and get the bomb 

Blown the hall pearl wide bill long gone 

Plus, I got the power to ramshack, you dig that? 

Worldwide while you simply thought where you lived at 

I be, that nigga that yo' niggaz can't fuck wit 

That nigga that yo' bitches wanna creep wit 

That nigga that you can't get along wit 

Playa hate but you wanna do a song wit 

That nigga that you see in the videos 

That nigga with the jewels and the jiggy hoes 

That nigga that'll die for his main man 

That nigga with the gettin' money gameplan 

You don't really wanna get involved, with the LOX car 

Tellers, Goodfellas, that's who we are 

You can't outsell us, it ain't shit you could tell us 

Jealous dog 'cause we spread like relish 

Bad Boys and we all eat together 

When it go down then we draw heat together 

Since I made the connection with the big man 

I done got big plans to be a little nigga in the big land 

Ghetto star, presidential all gift wrapped 

And what you call weight, I know cats who sniff that 

Enjoy life, what are you sayin'? 

If the DA ain't got a nigga payin', Papi got him weighin' 

Anything to do with money you can count J in 

Next time we bring it to these faggots we ain't playin' 

Cream of the crop and we ain't never gonna stop 

Hittin' you in your head with that butter from The Lox 

I be, that nigga that yo' niggaz can't fuck wit 

That nigga that yo' bitches wanna creep wit 

That nigga that you can't get along wit 

Playa hate but you wanna do a song wit 

That nigga that you see in the videos 

That nigga with the jewels and the jiggy hoes 

That nigga that'll die for his main man 

That nigga with the gettin' money gameplan 

That nigga 

That nigga 

That nigga 

That nigga that yo' niggaz can't fuck wit