Fat Joe - We Thuggin (remix) lyrics

(feat. busta rhymes, noreaga, remy martin) [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 b**h, 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 bu*t-naked feelin' no redress [remy martin] Okay, i'm on my way with a load of cess But, i got four n***as in my truck [fat joe] And if you bring 'em to my crib, they gettin' f**ed 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, n***a?) Since the days of flow joe, we be makin' it hot Before superthug, n***as sold crack on the block You see, uh [noreaga & r. kelly] We thuggin', rollin' on dubs, and [noreaga] n***as 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 n***a, 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 muthaf**in' b**h 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 f** a couple fat b**hes all in they a** Yes, i get busy and know and i do all i can (can) Had to meet up with them terror squad n***as, my man (man) Yeah, i see a couple of n***as 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 b**h that's mo' thug than some of these n***as f**in' me now, s**in' my a** late Straight drinkin' the henny, sippin' with no chaser When my b**hes be thuggin' n***as that catch vapors Lovin' how my b**hes be givin' me paper One by one, watchin' y'all n***as drop off You wack n***as 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 f**in' 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)