Lyrics:
achieve the perfect zen
Nah Fuck That
Money ain't playing coy
Stack like chips ahoy
This the noise you make
Pulling up to Troy
Money ain't playing coy
Stack
Oi who's that?
(It's that Don.)
Who Troy Banxz?
(You're not wrong)
Banxz
Troy Banxz
I'll wait for a second till it's in your head
On this tune
Standing before you, dancing around you
Enjoy
Lady Madonna, Helen of Troy
She's Cleopatra
Deadly Delilah decoy
Blinding beauty tastes so sweet
Smell
Troy Coution :
Эй детка
Ты слышала каждый мой парт
Каждый мой текст
Потом отсидевшись за партой
Гоняла на каждый концерт
Alabai :
Каждый мой цент
Я
a push up
Foot on the gas never look up
Chef Troy Ar Dee when I cook up
She tried to Google me look up
Steady on point with the hook up
Push up
Push Up
my nose
Dirt Boy
Dirt Boy
Gullible like
Burnt troy
Dirt Boy
Dirt Boy
Dirty, flirty, nerdy, joy
D-d-d-dirty boy
Someone cute could come my way
Lovin
you learned that from Pastor Troy
Boy I'm with it you can get it I never leave without my biscuit
4, 5 snapback make ya cap unfitted
If a nigga charge
[Troy:]
You've always stood beside me,
And no matter what you say,
I will be here until forever.
So we'll join hands; here and now,
Embrace
You're just a pretty boy
You're just a silly boy
Ni sabes quien yo soy
Oh, what a silly boy
He thinks I'm his toy
Wake up, I'm Hel' of Troy
Ready to be
Soy un Edward sin su Bella,
soy un Troy sin su Gabriella,
soy un chico que sólo quiere
una cita a la luz de las velas,
tu corazón quiero conquistar
Estoy con bishes en el table
Modelos parecen de playboy
Las tengo gritando como troy
Voy a volarlas a new York
Ahora en mi wrist un cartier
Ando
[Pastor Troy:]
KD had called and gave me the word
Said this nigga had ten birds, in Augusta for the week
From the islands
As soon as K told me this
[Verse 1: Pastor Troy]
If this is space age pimping
Then I'ma work for NASA
Coming up with tight ass shit
Cause this the Pastor
Creep up on 'em wit
it's on, V-A, G-A
Tell 'em it's on, so what you gotta say now, yo
Tell 'em it's on, yo, say what, say what
Tell 'em it's on
[Pastor Troy]
I'm the ?,
Verse 1
Pastor Troy:
Dear Pac I know you dont know me but its yo boi Pastor Troy
Georgia Boi
Im writen you today cause Im sick of dis
dis
Boy
I've been so busy since the fall of Troy
Each new Renaissance to enjoy
So much to find in worlds not lost or destroyed
But through this rose tint
I was fed
Tucked in comfortably in my bed
Nothing but happy thoughts in my head while my mom said
"Sweet dreams, Troy"
Damn, it's already morning?
I wouldn't call Troy and I close
But we always made a point to say hello
I'd see him on his bicycle
Almost every day
I'd smile and he'd wave
We'd
(Aham)
Pistoleiro, atirando igual um cowboy
Diamante contra o meu capuz, tô' tipo Lil' Troy
Que papo de gangue, nego? Cê' é playboy
Tô' com dinheiro
desvantagens enfrentando os 5 kages. Que pena , olhei p'ra eles e disse: com Susano'o ou não...
2 est
[ Troy Rap ] tgg
Ninja de elite , com poder além de
always rock out
With the GutterBoys
You know it's all love
When I see ya Troy
Harbor all this pain
I'm built for this
Had to take many L's
Just to get
azotarte
Hasta abajo negra sin control
Mi sexy lady
Negra ese culo bátelo
Yo quiero perrearte y azotarte (el R Troy, ya, sí)
Hasta abajo negra sin
for that man"
Oh no - Castor Troy is on the run again...
John Woo is gonna free some doves in a church again...
There's a bomb downtown, and it's
Author, blunt like a twelve gauge, redeployed
Legless killer, Achilles at Troy
Forcing pauses, no heeling, this my choice
Kevlar, kevlar
Bulletproof killer
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