We Thuggin' (feat. R. Kelly) (Clean)
Fat Joe"We Thuggin' (feat. R. Kelly) (Clean)" is a song by Fat Joe, released in 2001 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:07 long and contains 70 lines and 550 words.
0:00(Ooohhh, mmm)
0:03Yea, uh, uh (Fat Joe and the R)
0:07That sh*t y'all (Breakin sh*t down)
0:09Shake that, funky, funky, funky (Yeah)
0:11Sticky, icky, icky -yeah uh
0:15I got that sh*t y'all
0:17I got that sh*t y'all
0:21Crackman and I'm at it again
0:23Niggas had they run, now it's time for change
0:25When we step in the club, ni**a tuck ya chain
0:27Got the mink on -same color the Range
0:30Uh, pour liqour for my ni**a that's gone
0:32Big Pun!Then we party like we just came home
0:35F**k a b**ch if she act to grown
0:36I don't need that sh*t, I got my wife at home
0:40Uh words slurrin, dirty urine
0:42Drunk of off Henny and the Joe keep burnin
0:45Dancin with shorty and her friend keep flirtin
0:47I don't always crush two but tonight seems certain
0:50Party hard like F**k all y'all!
0:52Bottles in the air like we stuck up the bar
0:54Terror Squad man you know who we are
0:58Yeah, we thuggin, rollin on dubs and,
1:02Off up in the club, whylin like what
1:04Got Cris' on pop, Henny wit no chaser, mami don't stop
1:07Throwin up six o'clock, plus I got four hun-nies in the drop
1:11And my man Joe's got the keys to the spot
1:13And it's full with hunnies, panties with no tops
1:16Yea uh, yea yea yo
1:18Everybody wanna know where the crib's at
1:20Niggas just now gettin ice, so we get that
1:23Mami starin at me like she wanna get kidnapped
1:25Money lookin happy with his wife but we triz that
1:28Along with Lisa, Aisha, Shonda, Renee
1:30Even ran through the dorms down in Morgan State
1:33In Miami, pool-party off the chain
1:35Gettin brains in the water on Memorial Day
1:39Uh, grand-mami all cool and sh*t
1:40It's ya birthday, show me what I'm foolin with
1:42Like no doubt, pokin doll out, pull ya g-string down south
1:47O Pass that, give shorty a shot
1:50True enough we gon' see if she naughty or not
1:52I'm on E feelin ready and hot
1:54I give 'em twenty a pop, leave the pennies atop
1:57Yeah, we thuggin, rollin on dubs and,
2:00Off up in the club, whylin like what
2:02Got Cris' on pop, Henny wit no chaser, mami don't stop
2:05Throwin up six o'clock, plus I got four hun-nies in the drop
2:09And my man Joe's got the keys to the spot
2:11And it's full with hunnies, panties with no tops
2:14We take a puff of 'dro be-atch
2:17Fat Joe, R. Kelly we pop up
2:19Yeah, Terror Squad, Rockland what the f**k what
2:22Fat Joe, R. Kelly we pop up
2:24Uh, uh, Rockland, Terror Squad what the f**k what
2:26Some of these kids is doin they own thing
2:29But none of these kids stack chips like us
2:31Some of these cats is doin they own thing
2:33But none of these cats run tricks like us
2:36Yeah, we thuggin, rollin on dubs and,
2:38Off up in the club, whylin like what
2:41Got Cris' on pop, Henny wit no chaser, mami don't stop
2:44Throwin up six o'clock, plus I got four hun-nies in the drop
2:48And my man Joe's got the keys to the spot
2:50And it's full with hunnies, panties with no tops
2:54Haha, yeah uh
3:00You know what this is
3:02Chi-town -BX
3:05What the f**k what?
3:07Out...
(Ooohhh, mmm) Yea, uh, uh (Fat Joe and the R) That sh*t y'all (Breakin sh*t down) Shake that, funky, funky, funky (Yeah) Sticky, icky, icky -yeah uh I got that sh*t y'all I got that sh*t y'all Crackman and I'm at it again Niggas had they run, now it's time for change When we step in the club, ni**a tuck ya chain Got the mink on -same color the Range Uh, pour liqour for my ni**a that's gone Big Pun!Then we party like we just came home F**k a b**ch if she act to grown I don't need that sh*t, I got my wife at home Uh words slurrin, dirty urine Drunk of off Henny and the Joe keep burnin Dancin with shorty and her friend keep flirtin I don't always crush two but tonight seems certain Party hard like F**k all y'all! Bottles in the air like we stuck up the bar Terror Squad man you know who we are Yeah, we thuggin, rollin on dubs and, Off up in the club, whylin like what Got Cris' on pop, Henny wit no chaser, mami don't stop Throwin up six o'clock, plus I got four hun-nies in the drop And my man Joe's got the keys to the spot And it's full with hunnies, panties with no tops Yea uh, yea yea yo Everybody wanna know where the crib's at Niggas just now gettin ice, so we get that Mami starin at me like she wanna get kidnapped Money lookin happy with his wife but we triz that 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 sh*t It's ya birthday, show me what I'm foolin with Like no doubt, pokin doll out, pull ya g-string down south O Pass that, give shorty a shot True enough we gon' see if she naughty or not I'm on E feelin ready and hot I give 'em twenty a pop, leave the pennies atop Yeah, we thuggin, rollin on dubs and, Off up in the club, whylin like what Got Cris' on pop, Henny wit no chaser, mami don't stop Throwin up six o'clock, plus I got four hun-nies 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 be-atch Fat Joe, R. Kelly we pop up Yeah, Terror Squad, Rockland what the f**k what Fat Joe, R. Kelly we pop up Uh, uh, Rockland, Terror Squad what the f**k what Some of these kids is doin they own thing But none of these kids stack chips like us Some of these cats is doin they own thing But none of these cats run tricks like us Yeah, we thuggin, rollin on dubs and, Off up in the club, whylin like what Got Cris' on pop, Henny wit no chaser, mami don't stop Throwin up six o'clock, plus I got four hun-nies in the drop And my man Joe's got the keys to the spot And it's full with hunnies, panties with no tops Haha, yeah uh You know what this is Chi-town -BX What the f**k what? Out...
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