Lyrics:
think God a trapper
Hearing all the lies coming from the pastor
Yep
Saint Label
Straight off the scale with it
I got yo bitch spreading her legs like long
used to come by strapped
Nice off a L cause we stayed like that
Sometimes I used to miss my moms
Gunshots in the twilight, people fightin' every night
my salad like his name Romaine
And when we done, I make him buy me Balmain
I'm on some dumb shit
By the way, what he say? (Ooh, hey)
He can tell
2]
Wuz up, big mouth, big talk, big game
I ain't pastor troy but it ain't no play it ain't no game
wit a nigga like you runnin around town actin
I, I, I, I, I
I love him like I do I, I, I, I, I
That?s why I love him like I do
I, I, I, I, I
Somebody told me
That we over come by our
Take them one by one just like them bitches Pringles
Heard he lost it all and then he got it back
All them folks a tell that's why I got attacked
I
anaconda, yeah
Treat the Bugatti like Honda, yeah
Yeah, wrist, Rollie that, Audemar, Patek, no Muller
Do a drive-by in a '64 (yeah)
We can shoot it out
everybody blinded by obsessions with possessions
And first impressions, not to mention, I'm feeling reckless
My mind is racing like I popped ephedrine
I could
time dope game cocaine.." > Scarface
"Boy don't test me I'm gettin tired of teachin lessons.." > Scarface
[Lil' Troy]
Lil' Troy
you hot
You love my jump shot
The pull off is like a slingshot
How far to go for a long shot
Praying that you dry rot
Looking for my neck ascot
I'm In
Atm boy
Yeah I'm way too triggered
Just got a call from my pastor
He said it's fresh in like
Okra and spinach (Okay)
Both hands on her back
When I
to swallow poison in the bottle, she too sexy
So I gotta watch you fast bitches, too many tricks
That can give a dick a bad sickness
Yo, yo! Yo son
[Pastor Troy]
I'm the muthafucking president (come on, come on) 3x
Watch how I represent
Verse 1:
From the land where the constitution stand while
of folks my age dip man
And I'm missing my peers
I've heard stories from so many younger
Pastors that'll bring you to tears
I know you shouldn't throw
finger going tap
I'm the one like you subtracted
Nine from ten, the sum of that
I don't know who you been axing
But I been a Lumberjack
And I'm known
And I keep it all real, no sci-fi
Still wouldn't win if I gave you the retry
Cause I miss no shots like drive-by
That's all swish, In the net, like wifi
Body bag or the stretcher
Nigga we about that pressure
Niggas know its whatever
Call Pastor come bring the shovel
we'll bury you like some treasure
Clap?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?
I'm in the Calio, you know I'm headed front of town
By Kayotic and Lil' real one, 'cause it?s going down
You see
long
Fuck that bitch, I got her singing in the bed like Trey Songz
Knew what I did before rap, I'd get locked up just like Akon
Like I said, it ain't
the gift I'll retire when
A wack rapper's catalogue fails to set off my spider sense
Take your pick I'm Kane or Pastor Troy with the title shit
Risk
Blue cheese dinner
True King Simba
Troy Khan delivers
All in my heart I'm a sinner
Looking for light of the glimmer
Had to get up and I've been up
that p-ssy till its aching
Pass a bitch like Troy Aikman
Man, gangsta's don't die, gangsta's go to Vegas
We don't need no navigation, we go where
My hands to myself
Imma ridah I ain't never ran for no help
Kept that by the belt cause
Niggas will get to creepin
My niggas will grip them heaters
and it's like that)
Hoes
Menoles you can come from everywhere
I ya, gotta put these keys in a pot,
boss playa, playa
Check this plot
Cause don't
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