Chug-A-Lug lyrics

[Pastor Troy talking}
Pastor, disaster
I'm just laying down my bass sh*t
You know my bass my bass one
Y'all God damn (well UN-huh n*gga)
Crank that b*tch off the chain
Yeah, ya'll n*ggas know what time it is
PT in the house (n*gga)
A yo and this is for everybody bustin' bottles
Give me a P, give me an A, give me a S, give me a T
Give me a P, give me a T

[Verse 1]
Hold up, wait a minute
Let PT, with gangsta in it
Fin'sta win it
I'm talkin' 'bout the trophy
Got me chillin' with this b*tch name Sophie
She say she know me from one night in the Vail
Then say I was smokin', tellin' her to inhale it
Now that sounds like me
The mutha f*ckin' Pastor n*gga the ole G
DSGB tat' across my chest
And hell yeah n*gga I put that sh*t in my flesh
The be for best, but these bustas just keep on poppin'
Know when they play my sh*t the club rockin'
You n*ggas watchin'
My thirty-two is in 'tact
Got that tuck between my di*k and nut sack
I bet security didn't keep steppin'
I'm on the dance floe' wit' my weapon
Chug-A-Lug
(Chorus 2x)
When I step off in the club we Chug-A-Lug
When I step off in the club we Chug-A-Lug
I'mma role up wit' these thugs that Chug-A-Lug
Puts a back in that mug we Chug-A-Lug

[Verse 2]
n*gga, yeah (yeah)
Ever seen a remmy bottle this big?
Just an imagine how it gone feel against ya' wig
?? pus*y ass n*gga, my nig'
Take another swig
Throw up my set
Dog tags hanging like a Vietnam vet'
Some b*tches sweat
And some n*ggas looking dirty
Mad wit' me 'cause they in the club thirsty
I'm talkin' 'bout tongue hanging down to they throat
Broke ass n*gga talkin' 'bout they saleing dope
Look hea' folk, let us leave the bar
If you ain't got no money, then take ya' ass to ya' car
Ya' dealing' with a star
Far from sulfa
Ya' catch me in a Benz or the Rover, it's ova
I buss a mutha f*ckin bottle wit' my cuz'
Toast each other and Chug-A-Lug
(Chorus 2x)