Pastor Troy Help Me, Rhonda Lyrics

KD had called and gave me the word
Said this n____ had ten birds, in Augusta for the week
From the islands
As soon as K told me this s___, I started smiling
Cause all I could see was money piling
s___, on top of money
Now, ??? with the money for the week, and Chesapeake
The heat made my n____ take a break
If I could catch all 10 of them b____es, and I don't look suspicious
I'ma sell the f___ing quart for the ?? the ha ha
As I told K bye bye, he shot me advice
If you gone do it n____ do it n____, f___ thinking twice
This is ya n____ for life
Go fight 'em fire for fire
Hit my hip when you finish after this calling card expires
Hung up the phone, contemplating on who help me do it
There's Kia and Jessica and then Rhonda truitt
Now Jessica to stupid and Kia lie to much,
I guess I'll take Rhonda, cause Rhonda don't give a f___
But first I got to pump her up
*promise her what like 10 g's
Tell her if she really love me she would do this for me
Eternally we'll be together for better or for worse
But first we got to take these n____s to the hearse
Burst in they s___, get the bricks come back out
I'm be waiting in the chevy, you know I'm ready to take em' out
If they front 'cha baby, come on, we make it we rich
Come on, s___, Rhonda, my down a__ b____

Chorus: <Help me Rhonda, help help me Rhonda (in background)
I'm the realist b____
I'm mo' realer than reality
f___ that dumb s___, it take nothing to a casualty
<Repeat 4X>

Well I'm the realist b____
I'm mo realer than reality (well uh huh)
f___ that dumb s___ (uh huh)
It take nothing to a casualty (what)
FBI be after me, quareter ki in my womanly (uh huh)
Coming back from St. Croix
First lady to Pastor Troy (well come on)
Even I'm a Georgia Boy, cause boy I'm ready jack (well uh huh)
All you got to say is where them p____ n____s hangin' at (well uh huh)
*drivin'like a maniac (uh huh)
Set it off by myself (well uh huh)
f___ them p____ m_________ers and who ever else

Pastor Troy:

Okay baby, you set it off, there will be no more living single
I'll be ready to tie the knot after we lick them for them blocks
Grab the glock, and shoot out the lock, and keep on bustin'
Then I'm gone *bust his cuzzin and leave his punk a__ fa' nothing
Now what's in store for you is 10 g's
(That's enough for me, I don't give a fat f___
what's the f___ing hold up?)
About this time I saw a truck, to a familiar
K had said them m_________ers had a truck similiar
Passengers are him and her, playing some reggae s___
Two a.k.'s, me and my b____, one false move we gone spit
Guess the driver thank he slick, dread head m_________er
Guess he most be know my b____, Rhonda watch them m_________ers
That owe 'em money, that what, with K.D. & Chesapeake
Heard that when he spoke with me and now her folk wanna smoke me
If he had the keys all I can do now is wonder
But for now me and Rhonda filling 'em up with the thunder

Chorus: (Repeat 4X)

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