We Thuggin
R Kelly ft Fat Joe Lyrics


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Ooh, mmm
Yeah, uh, uh
Fat Joe and the are
That shit y'all
Breakin' shit down
Shake that, funky, funky, funky
Yeah
Sticky, icky, icky, yeah uh
I got that shit y'all
I got that shit y'all
Uh yo yo

Crack man 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 liquor 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 Henry 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, Henry 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

Yeah uh, yeah yeah yo
Everybody wanna know where the crib's at
Niggas 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 ya'll cool and shit
It's ya birthday, show me what I'm foolin' with
Like no doubt, pokin' doll out, pull ya G-string down south
Oww! Pass 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
You wanna roll leave the panties atop

Yeah, we thuggin', rollin' on dubs and
Off up in the club, whylin' like what
Got Cris' on pop, Henry 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

Fat Joe, R. Kelly we pop up
Yeah, Terror Squad, Rockland what the fuck what
Fat Joe, R. Kelly we pop up
Uh, uh, Rockland, Terror Squad what the fuck 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, Henry 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

Yeah uh
You know what this is
Chi-town, BX




What the fuck what?
Out

Overall Meaning

In "We Thuggin," R Kelly and Fat Joe team up to create a lively and upbeat song that celebrates the good life that they are living. The lyrics are about partying, having fun, and enjoying success. The chorus talks about rolling on dubs and getting wild in the clubs, while the verses describe living the high life and attracting beautiful women. Fat Joe raps about his success and the respect he commands, while R Kelly adds his trademark smooth R&B vocals to the chorus.


The verse begins with a shoutout to Big Pun, a deceased rapper and friend of Fat Joe. He then goes on to describe his lifestyle, partying hard and not caring what anyone thinks of him. He talks about getting drunk off of Hennessy and smoking weed while dancing with women at the club. He also boasts about his success with women, rapping about hooking up with multiple women at once.


The chorus repeats several times, celebrating the lavish lifestyle that Fat Joe and R Kelly are living. It talks about drinking Cristal, driving luxury cars, and attracting beautiful women. The bridge talks about how they are better than other rappers and that nobody can stack chips or run tricks like they can.


Overall, "We Thuggin" is a fun and energetic song about living the high life and enjoying success.


Line by Line Meaning

Crack man and I'm at it again
I'm a drug dealer and I'm back in the game


Niggas had they run, now it's time for change
Other drug dealers had their turn, now it's my time to take over


When we step in the club, nigga tuck ya chain
When we enter the club, put away your expensive jewelry for safety


Got the mink on same color the Range
I'm wearing a mink coat that matches the color of my luxury car


Uh, pour liquor for my nigga that's gone
I'm pouring a drink in memory of my deceased friend


Big Pun! Then we party like we just came home
We're celebrating the life of Big Pun, who passed away, as if he just returned home


Fuck a bitch if she act to grown
I don't have time for women who act too mature for their age


I don't need that shit, I got my wife at home
I don't need any more women in my life because I have a wife waiting for me at home


Uh words slurrin', dirty urine
I'm slurring my words while I have drugs in my system


Drunk off of Henry and the 'jo keep burnin'
I'm intoxicated from a particular alcohol called Henry and smoking marijuana


Dancin with shorty and her friend keep flirtin'
I'm dancing with a girl and her friend is showing interest in me


I don't always crush two but tonight seems certain'
I don't always have sex with two girls at once, but tonight it seems likely


Party hard like "Fuck all y'all!"
We're partying intensely and not caring about anyone else


Bottles in the air like we stuck up the bar
We're holding bottles in the air as if we're robbing the bar


Terror Squad man you know who we are
We're the members of the Terror Squad and everyone knows us


Cruise through ya block and them drop-top Bentley's is ours
We're cruising through your neighborhood in our drop-top Bentley luxury cars


Yeah, we thuggin', rollin' on dubs and
We're living as gangsters, driving in cars with oversized wheels


Off up in the club, whylin' like what
We're in the club behaving wildly and without inhibition


Got Cris' on pop, Henry wit no chaser, mami don't stop
We have Cristal champagne and Hennessy with no mixer, and women should keep partying with us


Throwin' up six o'clock, plus I got four hun-nies in the drop
We're throwing gang signs and I have four attractive girls with me in the convertible car


And my man Joe's got the keys to the spot
My friend Joe has access to a club or party location


And it's full with hunnies, panties with no tops
The party location is crowded with women who are not wearing tops


We take a puff of 'dro be-atch
We're smoking marijuana


Everybody wanna know where the crib's at
Everyone is curious where we live


Niggas just now gettin ice, so we get that
Other drug dealers are just now becoming wealthy, but we already have money


Mami starin' at me like she wanna get kidnapped
A woman is looking at me with intense attraction


Money lookin' happy with his wife but we triz that
A wealthy man is happy with his wife, but we can persuade him to cheat on her


Along with Lisa, Aisha, Shonda, Renee
We've been involved with several different women in the past


Even ran through the dorms down in Morgan State
We even had sex with women in a college dormitory


In Miami, pool-party off the chain
We have wild and crazy pool-parties in Miami


Gettin' brains in the water on Memorial Day
Having oral sex in the pool during Memorial Day weekend


Grand-mami ya'll cool and shit
Older women are attractive to us


It's ya birthday, show me what I'm foolin' with
It's your birthday, let me see your body and decide if we'll have sex


Like no doubt, pokin' doll out, pull ya G-string down south
Without hesitation, I'll show my erect penis and ask a woman to remove her G-string


Pass that, give shorty a shot
Share the marijuana and offer a drink to a woman


True enough we gon' see if she naughty or not
We'll determine if the woman is willing to engage in sexual activity


I'm on E feelin' ready and hot
I'm very high on drugs and ready for sex


I give 'em twenty a pop
Prostitutes charge me $20 for sexual services


You wanna roll leave the panties atop
If you want to have sex, leave your underwear on top of my car


Some of these kids is doin' they own thing
Many young people are pursuing their own goals and interests


But none of these kids stack chips like us
No other young person has as much money as we do


Some of these cats is doin' they own thing
Many people are doing their own thing


But none of these cats run tricks like us
No one else can manipulate and deceive people like we can


Chi-town, BX
Chicago and the Bronx, locations where we've lived or operated in


Out
Closing statement or end of lyrics




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: RONALD BOWSER, JOSEPH ANTHONY CARTAGENA, ROBERT S KELLY

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