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Pastor Troy lyrics
Pastor Troy lyrics
"You Can't Pimp Me Lyrics"
Wake Me Up Lyrics
Wake me up, you know how you doing hey you Wake me up, turn me on Wake me up, can me shake my body and my hands You know wanna be. Wake me up, you know how you doing hey you Wake me up, turn me on Wake me up, can me shake my body and my hands You know wanna be. Wake me
Wake me up, you know how you doing hey you Wake me up, turn me on Wake me up, can me shake my body and my hands You know wanna be. Wake me up, you know how you doing hey you Wake me up, turn me on Wake me up, can me shake my body and my hands You know wanna be. Wake me
Album: Universal Soldier
(feat. Peter The Disciple)
[Pastor Troy talking]
Pimp shit
Yeah pimp shit, nigga
Wassup baby Ken?
Like this hea
All my niggaz mayn
A yo, all the real boss playa
A yo, this real ATL playa style
A yo, you can't pimp a pimp playa
[Verse 1]
Niggaz is trippin, my shoes is tied up
Big boss pimpin, tell ya' bitch I said wassup
Pastor, laughter, Remy in my hand
Countin out some grands, ova in Ireland
The man, you done heard the name befo'
I keep a big gun wit' me every where that I go
Shimmy Shimmy Quarter Turn Lyrics
the wilted flowers that i gave not as nice as your bouqet all the lyrics that i wrote not as smart as the words you spoke the starlight above my hometown aint as bright as the star ive found every drawing that i drew was never ever as cute as you I'm ser
Niggaz claimin their my folks bitch you don't know me
D.S.G.B. representin send them haters to hell
It ain't nothing ta' say, it ain't nothin ta' tell
My glock shells will be empty if any tempt me
I'm not no fuckin simp, bitch I'm a fuckin pimp
[Chorus 2x]
You can't pimp me, I'mma pimp myself
You can't pimp me, I'mma pimp myself
You can't pimp me, I'mma pimp myself
I'mma pimp myself
I'mma pimp myself
[Verse 2]
The one man army, the one wreckin crew
I heard that shit, now who the fuck you referrin
Ruby Red Lyrics
I've got a ruby red desire Like a virus like my last hope I've got a ruby red desire I've got to hear the red bird sing I've got to rip this cord And rinse this lazy blood Clear a path and walk away I've been waiting for the sky to fall
toI've got a ruby red desire Like a virus like my last hope I've got a ruby red desire I've got to hear the red bird sing I've got to rip this cord And rinse this lazy blood Clear a path and walk away I've been waiting for the sky to fall
If it was me, come put your finger to my nose
Just like I thought ya' niggaz mother fuckin hoes
The clothes, the wardrobe, the gators with matchin socks
Bad ass bitch that kind of favors Goldielox
The clock...stops tickin'
I step off in the spot all the chickens get to pimpin'
Bubbly is pluckin, D.S.G.B. be gangsta fuckin'
Fuckin for nothin, we be them niggaz they be lovin'
It don't get nothin but worse for you simp
Bow down nigga make room for a pimp
[Chorus 2x]
[Peter Tha Disciple]
You can't pimp me potnah because I'm pimpin myself
I got my game
Crawlspace Lyrics
I need some room to breathe Listen, speak and follow free Socially a refugee I need some room to breathe They want into my head I push them out instead Tear me into tiny pieces They want into my head CHOURS Trapped inside this place I can't move, it
from the old school straight off the shelfI need some room to breathe Listen, speak and follow free Socially a refugee I need some room to breathe They want into my head I push them out instead Tear me into tiny pieces They want into my head CHOURS Trapped inside this place I can't move, it
I be the maca to the roni, the chedda to the cheese
I roll wit' DSGB, so is better than me
A Aug representive, I got the game on lock
I hit the street with them thangs, went to movin the block
So fuck the cops, we makin money, we stay on the grind
I'm bustin strawberry Phillies while I break down my pine
And I ain't blind, I can see it, you already know
So get the fuck out my face 'cause you can't pimp me hoe
You see the doe don't let it hit ya', you gets no play
And I'm the dro' you the philly get ready to blaze
[Chorus fade out]