Lyrics:
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
[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
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
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
time dope game cocaine.." > Scarface
"Boy don't test me I'm gettin tired of teachin lessons.." > Scarface
[Lil' Troy]
Lil' Troy
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
[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
[heavy breathing]
[Pastor Troy]
One...
Two...
Three...
In the beginning, God created drugs
And other thugs, with other thoughts
The path that's
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
like a demon being
Fuck my life tore it up into pieces
Every single night still wonder why I'm breathing
If I'd go to church, I'd see the pastor
really talked about God
All that I was ever taught was I'm odd
Heard he knew 'bout every thought that I hide
Dirty mind I'd see a cross and I'd hide
side bumping we ain't never scared
Home of the goodie mob t.i p. cnd outkast screaming we ready like pastor Troy and get on your ass.
I don't play no
it's lumber
She going viral
Now dat ass doing numbers
That ass addictive like a bee to a hive
I swear I seen that ass before going in on boosie live
niggas talkin' bout killin' me
Something to listen to
Before I go on my killing spree
y'all niggas ain't shit to me
A bunch of followers
And when I catch
And every turn will be safe with me
Don't be afraid, afraid to fall
You know I'll catch you threw it all
[Troy, Gabriella]
And you can't keep us apart (even
They don't know we could all end like you
They don't know what they do
That if you lose, we all lose
We all lose, we all lose
We all lose, we all lose
ain’t care what his mouth said
Three six made you wanna hit 'em
UGK we blowing swishers
Troy the pastor preached all the scriptures
Now they claiming they
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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