Pastor Troy - Chug-A-Lug lyrics

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Pastor Troy - Chug-A-Lug lyrics

[Pastor Troy talking} Pastor, disaster I'm just laying down my ba** sh** You know my ba** my ba** one Y'all God damn (well UN-huh n***a) Crank that b**h off the chain Yeah, ya'll n***as know what time it is PT in the house (n***a) 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**h 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**in' Pastor n***a the ole G DSGB tat' across my chest And hell yeah n***a I put that sh** in my flesh The be for best, but these bustas just keep on poppin' Know when they play my sh** the club rockin' You n***as watchin' My thirty-two is in 'tact Got that tuck between my dick 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***a, yeah (yeah) Ever seen a remmy bottle this big? Just an imagine how it gone feel against ya' wig ?? p**y a** n***a, my nig' Take another swig Throw up my set Dog tags hanging like a Vietnam vet' Some b**hes sweat And some n***as looking dirty Mad wit' me 'cause they in the club thirsty I'm talkin' 'bout tongue hanging down to they throat Broke a** n***a talkin' 'bout they saleing dope Look hea' folk, let us leave the bar If you ain't got no money, then take ya' a** 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**in bottle wit' my cuz' Toast each other and Chug-A-Lug (Chorus 2x)