Pope Troy
Pope Troy - The Trailor Part II (Houghton State Of Mind) songtekst
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[Verse 1] I'm cruising through the city over-time And this marijuana drifting see you on The other side... (alright! ) Bye-bye and that's like saying good night This is my Houghton state of mind Never mind if you can't read Between the lines Have another line and take You're fucking time and hope and fucking pray That Jesus Christ might save your life And if Satan is alive he's a prick and he won't Get my soul I pray he resurrects so I can turn He's body cold [Bridge] [Verse 2] Nigga get you're money from your Louie Bag Call all you're nigga's pray it make a difference I'm going hostile... Nigga take cover from a good distance I'll run you over like you should of missed it You niggas had all the game time... the fame time All that pathetic coming late time Embrace I cause I respect time And this time I'm cracking the whip In you're face bitch like a racist