Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Demonstrate God Is Great, artist - Troy Ave. Date of issue: 16.04.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Demonstrate God Is Great |
| 1, 2 1, 2 counting millions |
| Not bad for a nigga from the mud |
| I’m a pretty rich thug word |
| (Hook) |
| On my birthday looking like I hit the lotto |
| Free money, free my dawgs out the ya’ll know! |
| God is Great and the Paper Straight |
| If you ain’t seen a real nigga let me demonstrate! |
| On my birthday like I hit the lotto |
| Free money, free my dawgs out the ya’ll know! |
| God Is Great and the Paper Straight |
| If you ain’t seen a real nigga let me demonstrate! |
| Troy Ave the wave all these niggas jaws |
| Biting style frauds all across the board |
| Why can’t I find friends like me lord? |
| Genuine love loyal like a dog |
| I ain’t got no roof on a few V’s |
| I ain’t got no loot spent it on a few keys |
| Real dealers know worth work more than cash |
| Three hundred K for coke for a hundred bag |
| Traffic out of state for the bigger flip |
| In a small town buying bigger clips |
| Running down on niggas with a fucking thirty |
| Make sure they feel and you fucking heard me |
| Throwing on these balleys heading out the door |
| Before I leave, baby ask me what you trying to know |
| My favorite thing is dough, favorite word is no |
| Favorite color white it represent the blow |
| (Hook) |
| Dope Boy Troy a real gun clapper |
| Don’t ask me about no bum rappers |
| I only listen to my heart and my intuition |
| I’m only hearing valid shit, I ain’t on no fake shit |
| Getting women like ya boy a gopher |
| Then I drive 'em crazy so I’m wearing loafers |
| My newest boo like to wear a lot of Fendi |
| She like the Grand Marnier that I mix with Henny |
| Legs match the ass she for real thick |
| Hopping out my whip hopping on my dick |
| Ride it for me baby, ride it till you cum |
| Don’t stop when you tired, stop when I’m done |
| Versace swear suits only its valore |
| I ain’t sweating though, I finesse it boy! |
| Fucking with some gangsta shit the long way |
| All about the money like my song say! |
| (Hook) |
| Big bread in the big heart on my chest |
| My partner gone now I’m shootin' like Russel West |
| Guaranteed I’m scoring young nigga balling |
| You’ll hear about it one of these mornings |
| It ain’t no real niggas mourning |
| They won’t come see me even when I’m touring |
| Ain’t the first time, I’ve been through it often |
| The most that you’ll shine is in your coffins! |
| Troy Ave! |
| (2Pac Snippet Outro) |