(Pastor Troy) I'm in a 98' Coup Deville Gleamin like a motherfucking Bellery Cheville My mind on my mill, these hoes on the grill I tell 'em I'm a boss, and then they check the frost These niggas lookin lost, these hoes lookin puzzled Because I got me 5 bad hoes in my shuttle And then they all cuddle, they love each other Yeah you right, I'm a bad motherfucker Supreme ass hustla, from the city of the A And if it ain't pimpin, then its motherfuckin yay Well okay, well uhuh, and all that pimp shit Need me a bitch to buss the rent with What's up baby? Thats yo Benz? Them yo girls? Thats yo friends? Its all cool, I'm with my folks too Lookin for somethin to get into, a cold world
(Pastor Troy) Yeah, as I was saying, baby I'm boss playin So why don't me and you just hit the town? Ever met a king? Ever seen a crown? Ever let a real ass nigga take you down? Crazy as it sounds, ooh, that maybe what you need I'm Pastor Troy, that's John Reed My Uncle JB, and thats my Uncle Ice And thats my Uncle Money, baby, mac life And thats my nigga Nature though he needs no introduction Shit everybody know 'em, for years he been hustlin We cut out the struggling a long time ago Been big bang Tucker for as long as I know Shit me and my bro nigga, the older and the younger Went to play bumper cars in some Hummers And that aint no boss ass shit, I'll show ya some And yeah I think I'm all that bitch, I done won A cold ass nigga, I be flyin to the brawl Pasta nigga, baby callin for the law All my dogs tell them hoes play they roles Pastor Troy, nigga brrrrrr, ice cold
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(Pastor Troy) I'm in a 98' Coup Deville Gleamin like a motherfucking Bellery Cheville My mind on my mill, these hoes on the grill I tell 'em I'm a boss, and then they check the frost These niggas lookin lost, these hoes lookin puzzled Because I got me 5 bad hoes in my shuttle And then they all cuddle, they love each other Yeah you right, I'm a bad motherfucker Supreme ass hustla, from the city of the A And if it ain't pimpin, then its motherfuckin yay Well okay, well uhuh, and all that pimp shit Need me a bitch to buss the rent with What's up baby? Thats yo Benz? Them yo girls? Thats yo friends? Its all cool, I'm with my folks too Lookin for somethin to get into, a cold world
(Pastor Troy) Yeah, as I was saying, baby I'm boss playin So why don't me and you just hit the town? Ever met a king? Ever seen a crown? Ever let a real ass nigga take you down? Crazy as it sounds, ooh, that maybe what you need I'm Pastor Troy, that's John Reed My Uncle JB, and thats my Uncle Ice And thats my Uncle Money, baby, mac life And thats my nigga Nature though he needs no introduction Shit everybody know 'em, for years he been hustlin We cut out the struggling a long time ago Been big bang Tucker for as long as I know Shit me and my bro nigga, the older and the younger Went to play bumper cars in some Hummers And that aint no boss ass shit, I'll show ya some And yeah I think I'm all that bitch, I done won A cold ass nigga, I be flyin to the brawl Pasta nigga, baby callin for the law All my dogs tell them hoes play they roles Pastor Troy, nigga brrrrrr, ice cold
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