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Pastor Troy
Above The Law
Ain\'t No Sunshine
Bless America
Champion
Chug-A-Lug
Down South Nigga 4 Life
Eternal Yard Dash
Face Off - Intro
For Survival
Frame Me
Ghetto Raised
Havin\' A Bad Day
Help Me Rhonda
I Declare War!!!
If They Kill Me
Intro (Walk Like Y\'all Talk It)
It\'s On Down Here
It\'s Too Late Now, We Ready!!!
I\'m Made
Livin\' Today Thru...
Mind On My Money
Move To Mars
No Mo Play In GA
No Mo Play In GA Pt. 2
Oh Father
Pastor Troy 4 President
Stop Tryin\'
The Congregation
Then I Got Change
This Tha City
Throw Your Flags
Throw Your Flags Up
Universal Soldier
We Dem Georgia Boyz
We Ready 2000
We Want Some Answers
Who, What, When, Where

Who, What, When, Where lyrics mp3 by Pastor Troy


[Intro]
Yo, yo mic check 1,2 1,2 (Y\'all know what time it is)
This song is entitled (Y\'all know what time it is)
DSGB throughin it up baby
The who, the what, the when and the motherfucking where
(DSGB off in this motherfuckaaaaa)
Ay yo y\'all know what time it is baby
(Tell me the who the when and the where, you best believe PT gon be there)
Who - what - when - & where

[Chorus]
Now tell me
Who, what, when, where (uhh huh)
Who, what, when, where (well uhh huh)
Who, what, when (come on), where (uhh huh), PT right there
Now tell me
Who, what, when, where (uhh huh)
Who, what, when, where
Now tell me
Who, what, when, where, PT right there

Off of theeeee - rip I\'mmmmm - snappin like a columbine
Never will I hesitate
Georgia on my liscence plate
Thankin\' bout you underweights
I\'ma run through ya
No ski mask I\'m just gon motherfucking do ya
This dirty ass krueger \'ll make a nigga thank
And I ain\'t no - new jack bitch I got rank
And motherfucka tank if it ain\'t got no rounds
I\'m tryna handle business man but y\'all clowns
Keep - comin\' round flappin\' ya cock suckas
& yeah I\'m froma Atlanta - Atlanta I love ya
Now back to the who (uhh huh)
& back to the where (uhh huh)
You know that I\'m there cause they here me sayin\' yeah
The Pastor baby
I\'m hard as a rock
They claimin\' they done kicked Troy ass - boy stop
As long as they make my 10 bags you got the house
The hardest nigga puttin\' it down in the South
Now tell me

[Chorus]

Yeah
Poppin\' on my phone
Prayin\' I\'ma say yo name in my song (Timbaland)
Well dumb ass nigga will be yo\' name for today
And don\'t say shit while I say - what I say
But any damn way
I still ain\'t talkin\' \'bout the shit
You just like Lil\' John say "you just a bitch"
That gun powder - spit
Haha - actin like daffy duck
We hog tie niggas to the back of the fire truck
My ??balls?? ain\'t tough
It\'s whatever ??gorilla less??
I keep on truckin\'
I\'m the first nigga buckin\'
Mr. PT
Optimist prime
The PT cruiser a.k.a prime time
Mr. October
Also known as number 2
As long as I\'m second - then I\'m after you
Ain\'t nothing else to do but rock the whole region
It\'s Pastor Troy
Georgia boy huntin season
Now tell me

[Chorus till end]

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