Pastor Troy - Chu-A-Lug lyrics

[Pastor Troy talking}
Pastor, disaster
I am 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
Yea, ya´ll niggas know what time it´s
PT in the house (nigga)
A yo & 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 am 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 f*ckin´ Pastor nigga the ole G
DSGB tat´ across my chest
And hell yea 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 & nut sack
I bet security didn´t keep steppin´
I am 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 amma role up wit´ these thugs that Chug-A-Lug
Puts a back in that mug we Chug-A-Lug

[Verse 2]
Nigga, yea (yea)
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 am 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 aint 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 is ova
I buss a mutha f*ckin bottle wit´ my cuz´
Toast each other & Chug-A-Lug

(Chorus 2x)

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