Текст песни Fat Joe - We Thuggin (Remix)
Fat Joe - We Thuggin (Remix) слова песни
[Fat Joe]
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Uh, uh, uh, yeah, uh
For my dirty, dirty
D.C. what?
Uh, yeah, uh, T.S.
Remix y`all
[Remy Martin]
Remix y`all
[Fat Joe]
Remix y`all
[Remy Martin]
The remix y`all
[Fat Joe]
Crack is back again (ooo-oooh)
Had to rip this track again (ooo-oooh)
[Remy Martin]
And when it`s packed like The Garden
You know it`s the Squadron
[Fat Joe]
The god, Fat Joe
[Remy Martin]
And that bitch, Remy Martin
[Remy Martin & R. Kelly]
We thuggin`
[Fat Joe]
You know the rest
Got the tank top on that show the vest
[Remy Martin]
I know some chickens that be strippin` and they show they breasts
And they all think Joe the best
[Fat Joe]
Well it`s on if they got no regrets
Bring them hoes to the low crib by the lake on the coldest sect
I got chicks butt-naked feelin` no redress
[Remy Martin]
Okay, I`m on my way with a load of cess
But, I got four niggas in my truck
[Fat Joe]
And if you bring `em to my crib, they gettin` fucked up
[Remy Martin]
I`ma sneak `em in the back as soon as y`all drunk
[Remy Martin & Fat Joe]
We take a puff of dro and be like (oo-oo-oooh)
[R. Kelly]
Yeah, we thuggin`, rollin` on dubs, and
Off up in the club, wildin` like what
Got Cris` on pop, Henny wit no chaser, and mami don`t stop
Throw it up, six o`clock, `cause I got four hon-eys in the drop
And my man Joe`s got the keys to the spot
And it`s full of honeys, panties with no tops
We take a puff of dro and be like (oo-oo-oooh)
[Noreaga]
Ay, yo, twin ho days and we makin` it hot (say what?)
Numero uno on your billboard spot (what, nigga?)
Since the days of flow Joe, we be makin` it hot
Before Superthug, niggas sold crack on the block
You see, uh
[Noreaga & R. Kelly]
We thuggin`, rollin` on dubs, and
[Noreaga]
Niggas say they still in them bricks, but they wasn`t
Me and Big Pun ran trains on mad cousins
Mami took an E and a half and three wasn`t
And nigga, yeah, I`ma stay right here (ain`t goin` nowhere)
It`s thugged-out Miller-tainment, and it`s somethin` to fear
And I ain`t got time for diss records (no time for that)
Catch me in the streets, and I`ma leave your muthafuckin` bitch naked
FJ 560, the five ride with me (we got honeys, y`all)
I got some mamis in the club wanna slide with me
Ho`s at, I drunk `nough y`all yay
Me and my Joe, Hennessey doubles and lattes (hey!)
[R. Kelly]
Yeah, we thuggin`, rollin` on dubs, and
Off up in the club, wildin` like what
Got Cris` on pop, Henny wit no chaser, and mami don`t stop
Throw it up, six o`clock, `cause I got four hon-eys in the drop
And my man Joe`s got the keys to the spot
And it`s full of honeys, panties with no tops
We take a puff of dro and be like (oo-oo-oooh)
[Busta Rhymes]
In 2001, we move fast
I had to fuck a couple fat bitches all in they ass
Yes, I get busy and know and I do all I can (can)
Had to meet up with them Terror Squad niggas, my man (man)
Yeah, I see a couple of niggas that look real bugged
In the corner frontin` like a bunch of real, live thugs
Frontin`, stackin` my ones and I`m countin` these figgas
Got a cooler bitch that`s mo` thug than some of these niggas
Fuckin` me now, suckin` my ass late
Straight drinkin` the Henny, sippin` with no chaser
When my bitches be thuggin` niggas that catch vapors
Lovin` how my bitches be givin` me paper
One by one, watchin` y`all niggas drop off
You wack niggas will feel when you hear my gun pop off
Get my rocks off, that`s when I`m quick to knock your block off
And hold a gat when I`m fuckin` and never take my socks off
[R. Kelly]
Yeah, we thuggin`, rollin` on dubs, and
Off up in the club, wildin` like what
Got Cris` on pop, Henny wit no chaser, and mami don`t stop
Throw it up, six o`clock, `cause I got four hon-eys in the drop
And my man Joe`s got the keys to the spot
And it`s full of honeys, panties with no tops
We take a puff of dro and be like (oo-oo-oooh)