Fat Joe - We Thuggin' (feat. R. Kelly)

Ooh, mmm
Yea, uh, uh
Fat Joe and the R (shake it shake that shit you all)
Breakin' shit down
Shake that, funky, funky, funky (whats up Rowdey)
Sticky, icky, icky, yeah uh (shake it shake it)
I got that shit you all
I got that shit you all, uh yo yo

Crackman and I'm at it again (uh)
Niggas had they run, now it's time for change (yea)
When we step in the club, nigga tuck ya chain (what what)
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 (yea)
Fuck a bitch if she act to grown
I don't need that shit, I got my wife at home (whoo)

Uh, words slurrin', dirty urine (yea)
Drunk off of Henny and the 'jo keep burnin' (come on)
Dancin' with shorty and her friend keep flirtin' (yea yea)
I don't always crush two but tonight seems certain (uh)
Party hard like fuck all you (yea)
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 thuggin', rollin' on dubs and (yea)



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