Pastor Troy - Get That Mone, Pt. 2 lyrics
[Pastor Troy - Get That Mone, Pt. 2 lyrics]
Girls shakin that ass boy (yeah)
Shakin that ass all in yo
Lil young face nigga (Yall know it's on)
Them girls say, "Troy bring another
Pop That Pussy for us"
(Get 'em out them thongs)
DSGG where y'all at?
(Ain't nothing but some money in here)
Them Down South Georgia Girls
(Yall know it's on)
Get this money right (Get that money right)
Get 'em out them thongs
She on her hands and her knees
And she workin that ass
She on her hands and her
Knees and she twerkin that ass
She on her hands and her knees
And she shakin that ass
Straight poppin that ass
I mean she droppin that ass
Step off in the strip club dead fresh
Right in time for the amateur contest
Go to the DJ give him bout 500 hundred
I got some mo hoe I wanna
See how bad you want it
Who is this caramel from the A T-L?
You know the business
My dick is hard as hell
What you wanna do? Where the V?
Where the after P? What you drinkin B?
Why don't you come and dance for me?
Take it to the ground don't
Be dancin all nonchalant
You don't wanna dance
You don't wanna hit my fuckin blunt
What you really want is the money
You can tell me
I'm the consumer, what you got to sell me?
I'd rather pay, 'fore you call me everyday
Talking out the way because I won't say
Where I'm at, or what I do
A matter fact Ms bree fuck you
In the VIP wit this new chick
They say they call her White, White Chocolate
Greased up from her motherfuckin toes up
Went to poppin that ass
Had to tell her hold up
Droppin hundreds, gettin blunted
Cause she super stunted pT tryin to cut
White Chocolate what's up?
I got the pent house
Me and my nigga Red Mouth
Round up yo homegirls and then
We all can ride out
Limo at the do', don't go if you playin hoe
Take it to the flo'
Let me know that you is fo' sho'
I ain't wit the games
Spendin change I'm a balla
I'm a act a bitch when I
Know I ain't gone call her
To all the, niggas in the club spendin cash
She on hands and knees, she shakin that ass
And shakin it fast, and shakin it faster
Make that ass clap for
The motherfuckin Pastor
Aye yo this joint right here
Is for all my ladies (Yall know it's on)
Across the motherfuckin nation
We do this big baby (Get 'em out them thongs)
All the DJ's in the strip club representing
That P Troy shit (They know it's on)
What's up baby we doing this thang big
(Get 'em out them thongs)
What's up Cacky Lac, what's up Charlotte
Ga in this motherfucker
Ga in this motherfucker
Gentlemen's club, Boom Boom Room
Boom Boom Room all the strip clubs drop
This motherfuckin blaze
Crank this shit up, Let's get paid
It's going down in a major way
What's up TD, what's up Royal
What's up Drama Boy
Where they at? Let's ride y'all, let's ride
Man it's 4 o'clock in
The motherfucking morning
It's 4 o'clock in the damn morning
I'm drunk as hell, let's go take me home
Shakin that ass all in yo
Lil young face nigga (Yall know it's on)
Them girls say, "Troy bring another
Pop That Pussy for us"
(Get 'em out them thongs)
DSGG where y'all at?
(Ain't nothing but some money in here)
Them Down South Georgia Girls
(Yall know it's on)
Get this money right (Get that money right)
Get 'em out them thongs
She on her hands and her knees
And she workin that ass
She on her hands and her
Knees and she twerkin that ass
She on her hands and her knees
And she shakin that ass
Straight poppin that ass
I mean she droppin that ass
Step off in the strip club dead fresh
Right in time for the amateur contest
Go to the DJ give him bout 500 hundred
I got some mo hoe I wanna
See how bad you want it
Who is this caramel from the A T-L?
You know the business
My dick is hard as hell
What you wanna do? Where the V?
Where the after P? What you drinkin B?
Why don't you come and dance for me?
Take it to the ground don't
Be dancin all nonchalant
You don't wanna dance
You don't wanna hit my fuckin blunt
What you really want is the money
You can tell me
I'm the consumer, what you got to sell me?
I'd rather pay, 'fore you call me everyday
Talking out the way because I won't say
Where I'm at, or what I do
A matter fact Ms bree fuck you
In the VIP wit this new chick
They say they call her White, White Chocolate
Greased up from her motherfuckin toes up
Went to poppin that ass
Had to tell her hold up
Droppin hundreds, gettin blunted
Cause she super stunted pT tryin to cut
White Chocolate what's up?
I got the pent house
Me and my nigga Red Mouth
Round up yo homegirls and then
We all can ride out
Limo at the do', don't go if you playin hoe
Take it to the flo'
Let me know that you is fo' sho'
I ain't wit the games
Spendin change I'm a balla
I'm a act a bitch when I
Know I ain't gone call her
To all the, niggas in the club spendin cash
She on hands and knees, she shakin that ass
And shakin it fast, and shakin it faster
Make that ass clap for
The motherfuckin Pastor
Aye yo this joint right here
Is for all my ladies (Yall know it's on)
Across the motherfuckin nation
We do this big baby (Get 'em out them thongs)
All the DJ's in the strip club representing
That P Troy shit (They know it's on)
What's up baby we doing this thang big
(Get 'em out them thongs)
What's up Cacky Lac, what's up Charlotte
Ga in this motherfucker
Ga in this motherfucker
Gentlemen's club, Boom Boom Room
Boom Boom Room all the strip clubs drop
This motherfuckin blaze
Crank this shit up, Let's get paid
It's going down in a major way
What's up TD, what's up Royal
What's up Drama Boy
Where they at? Let's ride y'all, let's ride
Man it's 4 o'clock in
The motherfucking morning
It's 4 o'clock in the damn morning
I'm drunk as hell, let's go take me home