Lyrics:
Yeah, yeah, uh
It's a long line, it's a wait
Asked me, could he take me on a date
I said, "Nigga, nah, never, nay"
I'm not in the room, I'm in
You son of a bitch, yeah you killed my son,
Shot him off the carosel with your gun,
And what's up with the mustache anyway?
It better be gone by
don't never come fake
I'm 'bout to hit Dove Way, just past Troy's
I'm dippin' by myself, I'm 'bout to call up my boys
I pass up the corner I see some
see myself holding these blocks
Of blue Benjamin's
These blue Benjamins
That's my preference
Like a huge severance
Yeah these blue Benjamin's
These
this shit
Vica Versa, Pastor Troy
(Vica Versa)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
What if Heaven was Hell and vica versa
If I told you go to Hell, would you tell I
oh
We no go stop oh
We no fit stop oh
We no fit flop oh yeah yeah
Omo onye buru omo na turn by turn
You no get you no wan comport
Hustle hard if you no
to the door
Do this shit like Pastor Troy Uuh Huh I'm outside hoe
Swervin in the Tahoe, if you wanna try hoe
Take my fuckin word I ain't got no reason to lie
want to play with that toy
Droppin' this heat like an asteroid
Good in the south like Pastor Troy
Pull up aside of a 1977
Sittin' back and sippin' my
the armor on me and I'm ready for battle
We ready Pastor Troy Atlanta
This my occupation but my heart ain't vacant got a reservation for the Lord to reside
It's T-Roy
Troy Santolla (Woah)
Creith made the motherfuckin beat mane
(You know what's going on)
(Yeah)
Stackin paper stackin cash
Drinkin liquour
, sometimes the king misses his own throne
Pastor Troy and I miss home, A-T-L
Atlanta, I'll rep for you, I'll always be there for you
Atlanta, I'll rep for
see, make it stop, make it leave
Georgia Boys, Real McCoy, Miracle with Pastor Troy
Ain't no Tonka toy, nuclear, we'll destroy
Ain't no stopping me,
MALIK COME GET ME
Just do!
BANG
Ah
In the building T-Roy
Mhhm yeah heh
Before ma rise
All I'd do was sin sometimes
All I know is i really love when I
Fuckin' hoes, then we fuckin' up the dishes (dishes)
Bitch, we runnin' up digits (bitch)
The state, they label me a menace (yeah)
Lost T.Roy, I'm
a head, but ain't no screws in it (yeah, strictly representin')
(money, money, money by the ton) one motherfucker, two motherfucker
(I got a head, but
a truck passing by
Yeah I fantasize
But you couldn’t gas me up enough to ever catch a ride
And I’m always on the run no exercise
‘Cause you only get one,
Yeah
BigSam
Let's get
Alright
In your ear right now
Is the message in the music
About the heaven and the money
What the gospel of Christ said about
the first giant to fall
(Oh yeah)
Speak like they Babel
The stable gon' be lookin' like it's Troy
(Like it's Troy)
Gepetto gon' feel like a toy, toy toy
want it, test my peoples I'll blast the boy
Pull out them twin desert eagles, like I'm Pastor Troy
Man I've been through some rough winters
And plush
the best
Macy gon' lay the track and Archie come to do the rest
Step in the way, multiple shots are goin' through ya chest
You must have called Pastor
around that gangster shit like Pastor Troy
Loose lips sink ships so the circle got tight
I wink eye lids, smoked purple, third eye
I am who i am, who I
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
never been a man who wasn't bitten by the bug
Yeah, rockin' and rollin' with the bug
Rollin' and strollin' with the bug
Itchin' and twitchin', singin'
My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun
Boy toy named Troy used to live in Detroit
Big dope
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