[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 'cause'   Toast each other and Chug-A-Lug      (Chorus 2x)