Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Throw Your Flags Up, artist - Pastor Troy.
Date of issue: 31.12.2000
Song language: English
Throw Your Flags Up |
I’m in my big body Benz |
Riding with 4 of my friends |
Shoot a bird at them coppers |
While blowing smoke in the wind |
Up out the window my flag |
I got my foot on the gas |
Then my yak on the dash |
Then we run up at yo ass |
Riding the streets of Atlanta |
Better take out the camera |
D.S.G.B. |
on my banner, raised high |
Until I die, bet I’ma through it up |
It’s Pastor Troy, 2000, don’t give a |
Throw up yo flags |
Throw yo flags up! |
Come on you scared, you scared |
I got them fifteen’s pushing, trying to rip up the speaker |
Know that Pastor and Peter, on the hunt for the reaper |
Small ice, CMB got the world in a dro' |
We flexing hard in Atlanta, or we get the scope |
It’s GA, Georgia Tech or Bulldog |
2nd CD, and I’m bout to Boss Hog |
Atlanta to Augusta a hustla straight out the rip |
Them Georgia boys my army forever we stand equipped |
Ready for whatever you better go ask around |
We ain’t bout to play round with ya, we cutting ya down |
A million little boys trying to sound like me |
Now everybody copying the one that dissed P |
A sack of fries cheap, but I ain’t chicken |
Soon as you think I’m slippin, you hear that pistol clickin' |
And I’ma try my best to eat yo ass for dinner |
Better throw up yo flag and tell me that you surrender |
Throw it up |
Throw yo flags up! |
yeah, yeah |
Throw yo flags up! |
come on you scared, you scared |
Throw yo flags up! |
yeah, yeah |
Throw yo flags up! |
come on you scared, you scared |