Pastor Troy Lyrics

Album: By Any Means Necessary

Atlanta Lyrics

I will always pray for you, Atlanta

 

 Yeah, yeah we crankin' this for all tha G's on the east side

 We doin' this for all the Gangstas on the west side

 We doin this for all the kings on the south side

 Yo, and it's on A-T-L and it's on

 A-T-L, A-T-L it't on, and it's on ATL it's on, and it's on, it's on

 

 As I look at you road from the window

 Reminesing on the places that I been yo

 On the road doin' shows fuckin' thugged out

 Crank tha club up get a playa drug out

 This is clear though, on the road pleasin' my fans

 From city to city sometimes it's hard man

 My girl is 'bound to have me trippin though

 She tellin me she love me more than I will ever know

 I miss tha crib yo, I'm in the streets

 Doin' shows four nights out tha week

 Yeah, sometimes the king misses his own throne

 Pastor Troy and I miss home, A-T-L

 

 Atlanta, I'll rep for you, I'll always be there for you [2X]

 

 I done seen more hotels than my house

 I done seen my home boy running his mouth

 I know it sound crazy but baby understand

 Every night I'm out at least ten grand

 So we can rock Louis Vuitton and have fun

 While puttin up a college fun for my son

 And when we sip we sip Dom Perignon

 And when we dip it's ?

 I know sometime it feel like I am just headed for the cheese

 And everytime you wanna chill it's like I up and gotta leave

 But baby I am your king and the crib is my throne

 I can't wait 'till I get back home, to A-T-L

 

 [Chorus]