Chug-A-Lug — текст песни (Pastor Troy)

[Pastor Troy talking]
Pastor, disaster
I`m just laying down my bass shit
You know my bass my bass one
Y`all God damn (well UN-huh nigga)
Crank that bitch off the chain
Yeah, ya`ll niggas know what time it is
PT in the house (nigga)
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 bitch 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 fuckin` Pastor nigga the ole G
DSGB tat` across my chest
And hell yeah nigga I put that shit in my flesh
The be for best, but these bustas just keep on poppin`
Know when they play my shit the club rockin`
You niggas 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]
Nigga, yeah (yeah)
Ever seen a remmy bottle this big?
Just an imagine how it gone feel against ya` wig
?? pussy ass nigga, my nig`
Take another swig
Throw up my set
Dog tags hanging like a Vietnam vet`
Some bitches sweat
And some niggas looking dirty
Mad wit` me `cause they in the club thirsty
I`m talkin` `bout tongue hanging down to they throat
Broke ass nigga 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 fuckin bottle wit` my cuz`
Toast each other and Chug-A-Lug

[Chorus 2x]