lirik lagu r kelly feat fat joe - we thuggin
(ooh, mmm)
yeah, 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
uh, yo, yo
crackman and i’m at it again
n-gg-s had they run, now it’s time for change
when we step in the club, n-gg- tuck ya chain
got the mink on, same color the range
uh, pour liquor for my n-gg- that’s gone
big pun, then we party like we just came home
f-ck a b-tch if she act to grown
i don’t need that sh-t, i got my wife at home
uh, words slurrin’, dirty urine
drunk off of henny and the ‘jo keep burnin’
dancin’ with shorty and her friend keep flirtin’
i don’t always crush two but tonight seems certain
party hard like, “f-ck 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’s is ours
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 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 beatch
yeah uh, yeah, yeah, yo
everybody wanna know where the crib’s at
n-gg-s 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
ow, p-ss 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 panties 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 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 beatch
fat joe, r. kelly we pop up
yeah, terror squad, rockland what the f-ck what?
fat joe, r. kelly we pop up
uh, uh, rockland, terror squad what the f-ck 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 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 beatch
haha, yeah, uh
you know what this is
chi-town, bx
what the f-ck what?
out
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