Tell 'Em It's On - Pastor Troy, 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

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

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

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, oh, yo

Tell 'em it’s on, yo, say what, say what, yo

Tell 'em it’s on

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I’m a tell 'em it’s on

Talkin' shit like them gangsta, sweet-as cologne

I roll on in the?

with the quickness

So southern Pastor, can I get a witness

It’s fitness the way that I work out on a track

Got the gat, I’m a leave them niggas right where they at

Matter fact, anybody wanna get some, then fuck they

Tell them others where I come from, the letter A

When I came through already knew that it was on

The misrepresentation of my home

We’re never Zone 3, we’re never Zone 4

And if it’s in the hood you better not go

Cause niggas in the hood you better not see

The D, the S and then the G-B

It’s my hometown, I am crowned as the boss

Don’t make a nigga break ya off, tell 'em it’s on

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, yo

Tell 'em it’s on

No apologies, I don’t need it

Written lyrics, homeboy, and read it, read it

I got the big, buggle up and down

This for all y’all monkey ass niggas in Atlanta

Talkin' bout Collipark and New Georgia

Give a little money and hang with new folks

And here come back to the hood open arms

This is not a kidnap-a-thon

But where I’m from the real stay down

Live and die and took up the A town

If you think long at me you think wrong

Nothin' else to say homeboy but it’s on

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

Tell 'em it’s on, say what, say what

Tell 'em it’s on, fricky fricky oh

Tell 'em it’s on, I bet you didn’t see it coming

Tell 'em it’s on, so what you gotta say now

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, oh

Tell 'em it’s on, so what you gotta say now, oh

Tell 'em it’s on, say what, say what, oh

Tell 'em it’s on, fricky fricky, ooh

You didn’t see this coming, did you

Haha, hahaha, you didn’t see this coming, did you

Haha, Timbo, P-T, haha, I bet yo didn’t see it coming

Did you homeboy, ow