| | Atlanta Lyrics Artist(Band):Pastor Troy
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's on, and it's on ATL it's on, and it's on, it's on As I look at the 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 i miss the crib though, on the road pleasin' my fans From city to city sometimes it's hard man My girl understand, but i be 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 just miss his own throne Pastor Troy and I miss home, A-T-L Atlanta, I'll rep for you, I'll always will rep for you {*2X*} I done seen more hotels than my house I done seen my home boys running my spouse 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 fund for my son and when we sip we sip Dom Perignon and when we dip it's a nasty martin I know sometime it seemslike I am just in it 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] If you find some error in Atlanta Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Thanks to crazielilblonde3 for submitting the lyrics. Review the song Atlanta The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Pastor Troy" Music | |
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