Lyrics of 'Pow' by Kami

Can you handle it?
Word to the king
Sippin goblets and charlices
Horse powered chariots
Ridin through the city
With my lady in the carriage
In the land she was the fairest
But, it's save money over marriage
Real life stories
Fuck the tales of the fairiest
Marriest, plots turn so damn defarious
Scariest, dracula, peepin at they necklace
Cutthroat chickens flip a brick for they marry men
Me and merry marry men
Robbin hoods and scarin men
No use in fearin em
Told them boys to man up
Plots cookin schemes brewed
A couple thoughts planned up
Now come the part that be hard
It be mad tough
Tryin to cop that money
Why you dodgin on them handcuffs?
Tough luck
Kept them bringing loot to the castle
Queen's goin nuts
Bars out for them cashews
Talk it up, suck it up
A nigga really don't wanna fuck
But he love that ass
So he fucked it up
Livin like a pimp
When he fucked them sluts
Money up, save money tough
Kept his hands strong
Metal fist on the grip
So the money hand's strong

Fuck foraging and I'll import me some foreign bitches
And force em' to fornicate into foursome
And order all the babies aborted
That I implored em'
To have half of a jab in my stash
Sprinkle some hash on my grass
High as a kite I'm a problem
Probably kicked out of class
Classic case of a nuisance
Nooses used to hang students
Studious habits of havoc
Haven't you seen him in person?
Personally it ain't worth it
Worths reserved for the worthless
Wealths of the heart not the pockets
Pockets is fuckin retarded
Fuck a starvin young artist
Cause we gon eat
Until we fat and we farting
Bussin the seams
Bustin in the scenes
Raleigh my jeans
Wozniacki - russian my queens
Wimbledon themed