Lyrics:
the blueprint, J. Coop's on that new shit
Y'all niggas try to cop cars, well, me, I'm about to cop the new Benz
Maybe that Lexus, shorty from Texas
I'm like, I
holding heavy artillery
Slaughter your ass I'm a sergeant
Untouchable they is not feeling me
Shooting my rocket like Harden
Heard that these niggas ain't
all like Master P
Florida Boy like Pastor Troy, I still got pussy in Detroit
Last time up in G5, Shawty came to me and took em off
Ain't even have no
and the pastor want my money
I don’t have no friends, I’m surrounded by Chucky
I don’t have no friends, I’m surrounded by Chucky
I forever making money, I’m from
[Pastor Troy - Verse 1]
Our Father, which art in Heaven
Give me direction while bustin' my weapon
And all these want to-bes is the G's that I stack
say much
But damn is he cool
Under it all just a self-made fool
Who invited Ricky
That part ain’t too clear
Tonight the boys will just play it by beer
made by man
Crackin' the DNA code to see how God made man
I storm the mainland, scare MC's like slave hands
Put microchips in they wristbands and make
bring you the word Pastor B
Handing you the cure like you never heard Pastor B
Bringing you the verse that removes the curse Pastor B
Always on the search
my religion why don't you guess it
Chorus (4x)
This song was inspired by all you so-called saved motherfuckers out there
The ones that's backsliding
[Pastor Troy talking}
Pastor, disaster
I'm just laying down my bass shit
You know my bass my bass one
Y'all God damn (well UN-huh nigga)
Crank that
am that nigga
Ion give a fuck what they say
This aint GA but aint more play
I Still a buss at you wit a 223
Like the Pastor
Troy
Solo I was riding
complete (BSB)
You never seen nothin' like this, Splash Brothers with the aim
I wish a nigga would boy
A nigga sleeping with your misses
Nigga call me Young
fooled by both them dimples on your face
'Cause when we danced, I felt that fifth all on yo waist
And you know
Heat rooms like a thermometer
Two-forty
matter
That's an unhealthy way to cope
Now isn't it?
I like to stay away from everybody
Everybody thinking I'm such a bad guy
But, why?
Y'all are
like you and recover
The life that I knew as a youngin
In pajamas and Dun-ta-duns
When thunder comes it rains cats and dogs
Dumb niggas like me never
like a super sayian
He accepted all men didn't care where they been
That's me and you, do you want to come
I got power from on high like a spirit bomb
I
the goods y'all don't want nothing of it
Like, Castor oil, I Castor Troy you
Change your face or the bullets change all that for you
Y'all niggas is
the goods y'all don't want nothing of it
Like, Castor oil, I Castor Troy you
Change your face or the bullets change all that for you
Y'all niggas is
Blatt, Slatt, yeah! (Woohoo!)
Spinnin', xan', spinnin', xan'
Spinnin', xan', spinnin', xan'
Doi-Doi, boy-boy
Troy, Troy, Candace
Neck, like Candace, yeah
match my green.
Killer, Pastor, and Koopa are the master machine.
[Chorus]
[Pastor Troy]
Y'all know me, it's P.T.
Well I un huh and all of that
This is dedicated to all them fuck
Ass lists you left me out
All them conversations 'bout New York
I wasn't mentioned, like I moved or something
complete (BSB)
You never seen nothin' like this, Splash Brothers with the aim
I wish a nigga would boy
A nigga sleeping with your misses
Nigga call me Young
(What's happenin', Chi Chi?)
Change my name to the kid, that's a baby goat
Keep a Drac' like I started up OVO
You can get a percent, but I want
you throw that pussy at me
Like Pastor Troy baby I’m ready
We got plans tell ya home girl to fall back
In good hands Allstate ma' it’s alright
Rock
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