R. Kelly Feat. Fat Joe - We Thuggin lyrics
rate me(Ooh, mmm)<br />
Yeah, uh, uh<br />
(Fat Joe and the R)<br />
That shit y'all<br />
(Breakin' shit down)<br />
Shake that, funky, funky, funky<br />
(Yeah)<br />
Sticky, icky, icky, yeah, uh<br />
I got that shit y'all<br />
I got that shit y'all<br />
Uh, yo, yo<br />
<br />
Crackman and I'm at it again<br />
Niggas had they run, now it's time for change<br />
When we step in the club, nigga tuck ya chain<br />
Got the mink on, same color the Range<br />
<br />
Uh, pour liquor for my nigga that's gone<br />
Big Pun, then we party like we just came home<br />
Fuck a bitch if she act to grown<br />
I don't need that shit, I got my wife at home<br />
<br />
Uh, words slurrin', dirty urine<br />
Drunk off of Henny and the 'jo keep burnin'<br />
Dancin' with shorty and her friend keep flirtin'<br />
I don't always crush two but tonight seems certain<br />
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Party hard like, "Fuck all y'all"<br />
Bottles in the air like we stuck up the bar<br />
Terror Squad man, you know who we are<br />
Cruise through ya block and them drop-top Bentley's is ours<br />
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Yeah, we thuggin', rollin' on dubs<br />
And off up in the club, whylin' like what<br />
Got Cris' on pop, Henny wit no chaser<br />
Mami don't stop, throwin' up six o'clock<br />
<br />
Plus I got four hunnies in the drop<br />
And my man Joe's got the keys to the spot<br />
And it's full with hunnies, panties with no tops<br />
We take a puff of 'dro beatch<br />
<br />
Yeah uh, yeah, yeah, yo<br />
Everybody wanna know where the crib's at<br />
Niggas just now gettin' ice, so we get that<br />
Mami starin' at me like she wanna get kidnapped<br />
<br />
Money lookin' happy with his wife but we triz that<br />
Along with Lisa, Aisha, Shonda, Renee<br />
Even ran through the dorms down in Morgan State<br />
In Miami, pool party off the chain<br />
<br />
Gettin' brains in the water on Memorial Day<br />
Uh, grand mami all cool and shit<br />
It's ya birthday, show me what I'm foolin' with<br />
Like no doubt, pokin' doll out, pull ya g-string down south<br />
<br />
Ow, pass that, give shorty a shot<br />
True enough we gon' see if she naughty or not<br />
I'm on E feelin' ready and hot<br />
I give 'em twenty a pop, leave the panties atop<br />
<br />
Yeah, we thuggin', rollin' on dubs<br />
And off up in the club, whylin' like what<br />
Got Cris' on pop, Henny wit no chaser<br />
Mami don't stop, throwin' up six o'clock<br />
<br />
Plus I got four hunnies in the drop<br />
And my man Joe's got the keys to the spot<br />
And it's full with hunnies, panties with no tops<br />
We take a puff of 'dro beatch<br />
<br />
Fat Joe, R. Kelly we pop up<br />
Yeah, Terror Squad, Rockland what the fuck what?<br />
Fat Joe, R. Kelly we pop up<br />
Uh, uh, Rockland, Terror Squad what the fuck what?<br />
<br />
Some of these kids is doin' they own thing<br />
But none of these kids stack chips like us<br />
Some of these cats is doin' they own thing<br />
But none of these cats run tricks like us<br />
<br />
Yeah, we thuggin', rollin' on dubs<br />
And off up in the club, whylin' like what<br />
Got Cris' on pop, Henny wit no chaser<br />
Mami don't stop, throwin' up six o'clock<br />
<br />
Plus I got four hunnies in the drop<br />
And my man Joe's got the keys to the spot<br />
And it's full with hunnies, panties with no tops<br />
We take a puff of 'dro beatch<br />
<br />
Haha, yeah, uh<br />
You know what this is<br />
Chi-town, BX<br />
What the fuck what?<br />
Out
