Tell ’Em It’s On Pastor Troy (Ft. Timbaland)

[Timbaland]
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha, ha, hey
There's a lot of people out there
This the fricky-fricky under the track
There's a lot of people out there
Fricky-fricky-fricky-fricky-fricky, under they track, ow, tell 'em

[Timbaland]
Tell 'em it's on, I bet you didn't see it coming, oh
Tell 'em it's on, so what you gotta say now, oh
Tell 'em it's on, I bet you didn't see it coming, oh
Tell 'em it's on, so what you gotta say now, oh
Tell 'em it's on, V-A, G-A
Tell 'em it's on, so what you gotta say now, yo
Tell 'em it's on, yo, say what, say what
Tell 'em it's on

[Pastor Troy]
I'm the ?, the A-T-L with the flow
Keep it coming, got the A-K under the doe
Why you runnin' talkin' mad but you ain't mad
Cause I'm bad, the P-T billy, the bad ass
I heard you clappin' your jaw, talkin' bout the A-T-L
How you got it on lock, boy stop
Cause I'm reppin' the city, East Point to ?
I come from the city that don't play that
I done came back with a song of my own
Timbaland on the matter feel, tell 'em it's on
P-T I'm a cruise, I'm a cruise, I'm a cruise control
I'm nothin' till the motherfuckin' music slows
I got some killers in Carolinas, some killers in Virginia
Some millers off in 'bama and I'm not to mention Atlanta
Just remember that you ain't got nothing on lock
So make a nigga set your clock, it's P-T