Powerglide Lyrics - Juicy J | Rae Sremmurd | Swae Lee | English Song

Yeah yeah yeah
Mike WiLL Made-It
Yeah yeah yeah
Mally Mall
Oh oh oh oh oh
Ear Drummers
Yeah ho

What’s in ya’ mug Toasted up no I ain’t hostin’
Kush all in my lap because these hoes don’t want to roll it
I was sliding in the Lamb’ with the powerglide oh
Slime green paint peanut butter inside oh
She wanna fuck speak up
Comin’ out her clothes oh
I’m in wonderland when she comin’ down the pole whoa
And I don’t care if she take all of mine oh
Like it ain’t shit but a dollar sign
Diamonds unthawed comin’ in froze froze
Got too many girls to let one of them go oh
When I make a purchase I can’t wait to showboat oh
If she bad I put a pinky ring on snow globe
I’ma have that pussy on lock like po-po yeah
She was going up and down the pole like yo-yo down
You can say I’m greedy ’cause I always want more more
I don’t fuck with holmes ’cause they with some slow-pokes lame
Oh money on monsoon baby girl full moon ay
Give these niggas with some money some room
She don’t stop batteries not included
Oh big balling like Mutombo yeah
Much cooler than the cool kids woah
Can you believe every night we do this yeah

What’s in ya’ mug Toasted up no I ain’t hostin’
Kush all in my lap because these hoes don’t want to roll it
I was sliding in the Lamb’ with the powerglide oh
Slime green paint peanut butter inside oh
She wanna fuck speak up
Comin’ out her clothes oh
I’m in wonderland when she comin’ down the pole whoa
And I don’t care if she take all of mine oh
Like it ain’t shit but a dollar sign
Hold up I’ma go and spend those hundreds though
I don’t care if she had a man so man
Pedicure gang get your fingernails did
With no shame flips that ass like heads or tails tails
And she finer than a motherlover lover
Can I hit that ass like a bullseye hit
She gon’ suck like a bloodsucker woo
My feet higher than a motherfucker
Oh I hear you like fast cash fast cash
Baby you know I got the hots for you I’ve got the hots
I’m being reckless so I cash in
She said “I only wanna dance for you” dance
We have no mercy for you no no
Me and my niggas closer than in-laws than in-laws
Fuck an interview she know the answer answer
Prototype cars not a Jaguar aaah!

What’s in ya’ mug Toasted up no I ain’t hostin’
Kush all in my lap because these hoes don’t want to roll it

I was sliding in the Lamb’ with the powerglide oh
Slime green paint peanut butter inside oh
She wanna fuck speak up
Comin’ out her clothes oh
I’m in wonderland when she comin’ down the pole whoa
And I don’t care if she take all of mine oh
Like it ain’t shit but a dollar sign

Duck sauce on my feet ho pass around the pre-rolls
Rollie on my chain Flava Flav with the Steez ho
Kush residue on my jeans I blow hella dope
And them classic Reeboks whiter than snow
And a nigga be dressin’ walkin’ ’round Gucci steppin’
Unintentional flexin’ tryna send out a message
Money walk with the extra shake that ass wit’ ya bestie
Seein’ stars in the rental got your broad in the rental
20K in AOD and it’s just me and my kinfolk
Tryna send a girl to college I ain’t coppin’ no free show
Say her birthday late July yeah that means she a Leo
Might just leave with me tonight but that don’t mean she a freak ho
Fuck with dancers and models shout out them girls who get dollars
Shawty came from the bottom yeah shout out Keisha Bottoms
Couple cases of Rosé came out to me with the sparkles
I pour up for all the girls but I’ma drink out the bottles
What’s in ya’ mug Toasted up no I ain’t hostin’
Kush all in my lap because these hoes don’t want to roll it
I was sliding in the Lamb’ with the powerglide oh
Slime green paint peanut butter inside oh
She wanna fuck speak up
Comin’ out her clothes oh
I’m in wonderland when she comin’ down the pole whoa
And I don’t care if she take all of mine oh
Like it ain’t shit but a dollar sign

She got that million dollar pussy but I get it for the free
She like to do a lot of snow I told that bitch to come and ski
Shawty bad she can get it she can swallow she can spit it
Bring her friend if she with it on the pole y’all can split it
In the bed or the Lamb’
Got your bitch suckin’ dick on the ‘Gram
V12 helped me get up out the jam trunk full of slam
R.I.P. Lil Peep I gotta slow down on them Xans hey
Just had a ménage hey back seat of my Benz hey
Put that shit on camera hey she squirted on the lens hey
Then she told me put it on her chinny chin-chin hey
Pocket full of nothin’ but them Benjy Franklins
With the gang posted up up puttin’ numbers up up
Bitch want me that check first I don’t wanna fuck yeah
They say it’s cuffin’ season baby you ain’t good enough nope
She want a real nigga dog you ain’t hood enough

What’s in ya’ mug Toasted up no I ain’t hostin’
Kush all in my lap because these hoes don’t want to roll it
I was sliding in the Lamb’ with the powerglide oh
Slime green paint peanut butter inside oh
She wanna fuck speak up
Comin’ out her clothes oh
I’m in wonderland when she comin’ down the pole whoa
And I don’t care if she take all of mine oh
Like it ain’t shit but a dollar sign…