Powder On My Clothes

Powder on my clothes
Always in the kitchen with pots on the stove
By next summer I will have a range rover
My money
It grows and it grows and it grows and it grows and it grows
Powder on my clothes
Always in the kitchen with pots on the stove
By next summer I will have a range rover
My money
It grows and it grows and it grows and it grows and it grows

Bitch nigga

Lemme show yall what Im great at
East side long beach nigga where they say that
Spray that old school just like an adat
Doggie where you weigh that homie dont play that

More fresh powder
Scram blood blam on your clam chowder
Easy easy deezy show you how to
Flip a brick in half stuff it in the chicken bag
Another hundred million smiling with my crippin ass
Rock it up and go I let it marinate
I came back to the city just to share the cake

Lil homies ready yall lock and loud

Beast city in the crippin kitchen
Powder on my clothes
Always in the kitchen with pots on the stove
By next summer I will have a range rover
My money
It grows and it grows and it grows and it grows and it grows
Powder on my clothes
Always in the kitchen with pots on the stove
By next summer I will have a range rover
My money
It grows and it grows and it grows and it grows and it grows
1989 when I was on the grind getting mine
6-1 block east side was the line
I had to have heart nigga couldnt punk out
You was training boys in the hood nigga you jumped out
Scary ass busta I get money with the hustlas
The rugers the main streets the 6-0s the 8 trey gangstas
Popped at pirus and I cruise and I choose cause I paid my dues
Squeezing on these foos
But back to the money cause my homie need a new pair of shoes
Point made close call
This is the life and time of the homie big snoop dogg
Powder on my clothes
Always in the kitchen with pots on the stove
By next summer I will have a range rover
My money
It grows and it grows and it grows and it grows and it grows
Powder on my clothes
Always in the kitchen with pots on the stove
By next summer I will have a range rover
My money
It grows and it grows and it grows and it grows and it grows
So much weight up in the bag that when you carry it
It break a shoulder
Bitch I put the cocaina back in coca cola
Local distribution best make sure you grab the cargos
Its godfather Bustarhymo its general nargos

I stash this money and coka in Congos
I even ship the coke in instruments stuff em in bongos

We getting money like out of this cosmos
Pushing white down the 405 like OJ in the bronco
We getting money purchase diamonds straight out of the Congo
From cutting coke with my Colombian connect Alonzo

Pass the weed and let me roll a fronto
Bitch just brush this powder off my clothes and do it pronto
Powder on my clothes
Always in the kitchen with pots on the stove
By next summer I will have a range rover
My money
It grows and it grows and it grows and it grows and it grows
Powder on my clothes
Always in the kitchen with pots on the stove
By next summer I will have a range rover
My money
It grows and it grows and it grows and it grows and it grows