Fat Joe - We Thuggin ft R. Kelly 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 liqour for my nigga that's gone Big Pun! Then we party like we just came home Fuck a bitch if she act to grown I don't need that shit, 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 "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'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 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 Yea uh, yea yea yo Everybody wanna know where the crib's at