Gone Getcha

Gone getcha hype, gone getcha crunk, gone getcha buck, nigga (I'm P-Troy nigga!!)

Y'all know what time it is, baaaby!

Now let's pray lord have mercy, help 'em God

Pastor Troy baby, and I'm - coming hard

Had to sit back, and see the big picture

Probably in the back seat, bustin' me a Swisher

Know how I getcha

Huffin' and puffin' and cussin' over percussion

Out the back field, two-thousand yards rushin'

I'm struttin', I'm rushin', spinnin', I'm jukin'

Gotcha girlfriend on the side-line lookin' (Whassup, baby?)

It's all a game, but the winner is the one who maintain

They all know my name, I'm the heavyweight champ

I rock the belt and got some killers on my camp

This drank done got me amp, it got me ready to shut the club down

Can't get all the way, for a motherfuckin touchdown

Let's clown

Dancin' in the endzone, I'm lookin' good, I'm lookin strong

Pastor Troy 'bout to getcha buck, tell them hoes it's on (Yeah!)

Gone getcha hype, gone getcha crunk, gone getcha buck, nigga (This right here!)

Gone getcha hype, gone getcha crunk, gone getcha buck, nigga (This right here!)

Gone getcha hype, gone getcha crunk, gone getcha buck, nigga (Now, this right here!)

Gone getcha hype, (Hell yeah!) gone getcha crunk (Gone getcha buck, nigga!)

Gone getcha hype, gone getcha crunk, gone getcha buck, nigga (This right here!)

Gone getcha hype, gone getcha crunk, gone getcha buck, nigga (This right here!)

Gone getcha hype, gone getcha crunk, gone getcha buck, nigga (Now, this right here!)

Gone getcha hype, (Hell yeah!) gone getcha crunk (Gone getcha buck, nigga!)

Ok, If you came to get buck throw it up (Throw it up!)

If you came to get buck throw it up (Throw it up!)

EASTSIDE!!! (Eastside!) WESTSIDE!!! (Westside!)

NORTHSIDE!!! (Northside!) SOUTHSIDE, HO!!! (Southside, ho!)

P.T. baby, I came to get crunk

I'ont get low, I'ont ATL stomp

All I do, is come through in the clutch (In the clutch)

Kick Atlanta shit, back Atlanta shit up

Them suckers took a real low, motherfuck a dutch

I'd rather grab a mic and grab my nuts

I got it in cruise control, I got it set

From Colli Park, bout to hurt a known in the Dec

All over Zone Three and Zone Four

Every set that you claim, I got a ho; you know

She ready!

Probably got more balls than you

She ready!

Hey, there boo, what they do

The Pastor, after me, there'll be three

Two that ain't there, and one you can't see

It's just me, the PT Cruiser

I'm independent, and bout to do ya

And it's...

Gone getcha hype, gone getcha crunk, gone getcha buck, nigga

Gone getcha hype, gone getcha crunk, gone getcha buck, nigga

Gone getcha hype, gone getcha crunk, gone getcha buck, nigga

Gone getcha hype, gone getcha crunk (Gone getcha buck, nigga!)

Gone getcha hype, gone getcha crunk, gone getcha buck, nigga

Gone getcha hype, gone getcha crunk, gone getcha buck, nigga

Gone getcha hype, gone getcha crunk, gone getcha buck, nigga

Gone getcha hype, gone getcha crunk (Gone getcha buck, nigga!)