Fat Joe Featuring R. Kelly - We Thugging Lyrics

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(Ooh, mmm)
Yea, uh, uh
(Fat Joe and the R)
That shit y'all
(Breaking shit down)

Shake that, funky, funky, funky
(Yeah)
Sticky, icky, icky, yeah uh
I got that shit y'all
I got that shit y'all
Uh, yo, yo

Crackman and I'm at it again
Niggas had they run, now it's time for change
When we step in the club, nigga, tuck ya chain
Got the mink on, same color the Range
Uh, pour liquor for my nigga that's gone
Big Pun, then we party like we just came home
Fuck a bitch if she act too grown
I don't need that shit, I got my wife at home

Uh, words slurring, dirty urine
Drunk off of Henny and the 'jo keep burning
Dancing with shorty and her friend keep flirting
I don't always crush two but tonight seems certain
Party hard like, "Fuck all y'all"
Bottles in the air like we stuck up the bar
Terror Squad man you know who we are
Cruise through ya block and them drop-top Bentley Azures

Yeah, we thugging, rolling on dubs and
Off up in the club, whiying like what
Got Cris' on pop, Henny wit no chaser, mami don't stop
Throwing up six o'clock, plus I got four hunnies in the drop
And my man Joe's got the keys to the spot
And it's full with hunnies, panties with no tops
We take a puff of 'dro and be aight

Yea uh, yea, yea, yo
Everybody wanna know where the crib's at
Niggas just now getting ice, so we get that
Mami staring at me like she wanna get kidnapped
Money looking happy with his wife but we triz that
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Along with Lisa, Aisha, Shonda, Renee
Even ran through the dorms down in Morgan State
In Miami, pool party off the chain

Gettin brains in the water on Memorial Day
Uh, grand-mami all cool and shit
It's ya birthday, show me what I'm fooling with
Like no doubt, poking doll out, pull ya G-string down south
Ow, pass that, give shorty a shot
Soon enough we gon' see if she naughty or not
I'm on E feeling ready and hot, I give 'em twenty a pop
You wanna roll, leave the panties atop

Yeah, we thugging, rolling on dubs and
Off up in the club, whyling like what
Got Cris' on pop, Henny wit no chaser, mami don't stop
Throwing up six o'clock, plus I got four hunnies in the drop
And my man Joe's got the keys to the spot
And it's full with hunnies, panties with no tops
We take a puff of 'dro and be aight

Fat Joe, R. Kelly we proper
Yeah, Terror Squad, Rockland, what the fuck, what?
Fat Joe, R. Kelly we proper
Uh, uh, Rockland, Terror Squad, what the fuck, what?
Some of these kids is doing they own thing
But none of these kids stack chips like us
Some of these cats is doing they own thing
But none of these cats run tricks like us

Yeah, we thugging, rolling on dubs and
Off up in the club, whyling like what
Got Cris' on pop, Henny wit no chaser, mami don't stop
Throwing up six o'clock, plus I got four hunnies in the drop
And my man Joe's got the keys to the spot
And it's full with hunnies, panties with no tops
We take a puff of 'dro and be aight

Haha, yeah, uh
You know what this is
Chi-town, BX
What the fuck, what?
Out

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