Ooohhh mmm)
Yea uh uh Fat Joe and the R)
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
Crackman and I'm at it again
Niggas had they run now it's time for change
When we step in the club n***a tuck ya chain
Got the mink on - same color the Range
Uh pour liqour for my n***a that's gone
Big Pun Then we party like we just came home
F**k a b***h if she act to grown
I don't need that shit I got my wife at home
Uh words slurrin dirty urine
Drunk of off Henny and the Joe keep burnin
Dancin with shorty and her friend keep flirtin
I don't always crush two but tonight seems certain
Party hard like "F**k 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
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 all 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
True enough we gon' see if she naughty or not
I'm on E feelin ready and hot
I give 'em twenty a pop leave the pennies atop
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
Fat Joe R Kelly we pop up
Yeah Terror Squad Rockland what the f**k what
Fat Joe R Kelly we pop up
Uh uh Rockland Terror Squad what the f**k 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 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
Haha yeah uh
You know what this is
Chi-town - BX
What the f**k what
Out
