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[Pastor Troy] (NORE) Ha, yo, Pete Troy in the house Yo, uh, Nore in the house, yo Pete Troy in the house, keep doin` it, yo Grimey in the house, yo, super thug in the house, yo Uh, Pete troy in the house (let`s get to it), yeah
[Pastor Troy] (Unknown Female) Ohh (baby what`s your name), N-O, N-O, N-O Ohh (are you wearing Bugle Boy jeans), hell naw Ohh (I heard you was from Atlanta), yo, Pete Troy in the house Ohh (but baby please excuse my manners, I just wanna know), yeah (Are we cuttin`), hell yeah, (are we cuttin`), hell yeah (Are we cuttin`), ohh, hell yeah, he-he-hell yeah, ohh See won`t see tomorrow if I don`t cut tonight
You see me lean to the right Reppin` New York City and gettin` cream all night I got the guns that you like And I`m scuba-diving bitches till their clothes so tight And if I`m on your joint you properly selected I never been stupid, ? record game Been a rapper, rap a hoe But I will wrap you up, rap me though, oh Never see me drinking cristal, oh Only see me cuttin` ?, oh Or drinkin` ? can of juice, Santana boots See me in Atlanta with the bandana loose Damn, niggaz still doubt my name Like ? and ? ain`t the best at game I told shorty, bitch, is we cuttin` or what Cause you can get the fuck out this truck, get out, out
[Pastor Troy] (Unknown Female) (Baby what`s your name) Ohh (are you wearing Bugle Boy jeans), hell naw Ohh (I heard you was from Atlanta) Ohh (but baby please excuse my manners, I just wanna know) (Are we cuttin`, are we cuttin`), P-T and Nore baby (Are we cuttin`), ohh, hell yeah, he-he-hell yeah, ohh See won`t see tomorrow if I don`t cut tonight
[Pastor Troy] Yeah, Friday night, yeah, ballin` homes, yeah Got me chillin` in the six on dub Back of the club with all my cuz, fly In the plane, and this is the game, Pastor Yeah baby, it`s more room in the truck P-T and Nore, wh-wha-wh-wha-what You stuck up, I put my bottle in the sky You too cute for your mouth, ? Haha, hahaha, hahaha, I`m just trippin`, trippin` But the mood is, how we clippin` Sippin` champagne till her nippled got hard And I`m sittin` there like oh my god Let a nigga know somethin` Cause you know I`m tryna cut somethin`, aha Pete Troy
[Pastor Troy] (Unknown Female) Ohh (baby what`s your name) Ohh (are you wearing Bugle Boy jeans), hell naw Ohh (I heard you was from Atlanta), aha Ohh (but baby please excuse my manners, I just wanna know) (Are we cuttin`, are we cuttin`) (Are we cuttin`), ohh, hell yeah, he-he-hell yeah, ohh See won`t see tomorrow if I don`t cut tonight
[Ms. Jade] What you talkin`, I bring heat when it`s hawkin` Cause I can`t stand a man that don`t understand I`m weighing kilos and grams, the bitch with the upper-hand I`m bout to kill it, you dealin` with the realest Fuck the strawberries and chocolate Hennesy and a condom, say they kissin` and grindin` It`s all about the timin`, I really like Vice Versa But tonight`s much worser, and um Philly chick, you only travel with for best of men Had me out Atlanta just to see you in your belt and Timb`s Pastor Troy won`t you just pass the boy In a split second I`m answerin` all questions You dummy`s are still confessin` how money make you undressin` So tell me
[Pastor Troy] (Unknown Female) Ohh (baby what`s your name) Ohh (are you wearing Bugle Boy jeans), hell naw Ohh (I heard you was from Atlanta), aha Ohh (but baby please excuse my manners, I just wanna know) (Are we cuttin`), ah, (are we cuttin`), ah (Are we cuttin`), ah, ohh, hell yeah, he-he-hell yeah, ohh See won`t see tomorrow if I don`t cut tonight
[Pastor Troy] (Unknown Female) Ohh (baby what`s your name) Ohh (are you wearing Bugle Boy jeans), hell naw Ohh (I heard you was from Atlanta), aha Ohh (but baby please excuse my manners, I just wanna know) (Are we cuttin`), ah, (are we cuttin`), ah (Are we cuttin`), ah, ohh, hell yeah, he-he-hell yeah, ohh See won`t see tomorrow if I don`t cut tonight
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