U know that neck tite u know that work tite, u know that bitch tite, she hold that grip tite, u know that pussy tite, u know that ass tite M to the wizzeye, u so flizzye, OWWW, Brah Brah Aint nobody fuckin wit my bitch, u heard me! To say my name, but these LIGHTS is all in my face,and im really feelin like im a star on stage, Cameras flashin, everybody pose, cause its about time for Its friday night and i jus got paid, i aint dressed up or nuttin im trynna get laid, im trynna get shorty ova there wit tha fade, by the end of the night Listen, we can get it poppin, im doin the wop and he 1,2 steppin like there aint no stoppinĪll my fellas say OH, my ladies say Awe, yea Mc's gone move the crowd, im fuckin dope, fresh 2 def, cold, chillin and im sippin on juice and gin Its time for some, time for some, time for someīig Rem from the Boondocks, im like all i really need is my Boom-Box, My Flows sick but its more then Rappin, First chick try to frontįirst chick im smackin, on some Red man shit, Bitch i aint laughin Only got one chance to make a first impression, Spit like Big Pun & KRS one Mixxed! I hopped out wit my ass cheeks showin through my salt n peppers
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Two turn tables and tha microphone full throtle, ill pull up in that Alf or a Mayo Malano,system bangin, drivin reckless, like i dotn give a fuck about We had jams in the park, muthafuck a disco,everybody smokin joints, sippin cisco Yea, Remy wanna rock, how hard is that, im from tha BX bronx, where it started at The levels,the levels,the levels is good,the levels is good, the levels is good Its time for some, time for some,time for some. They catch whiplash, everytime im passin em Switched up to my 8 ball jacket and my spandex got me stoppin trafic, baby, not for nuttin imma walkin accident Im fresh to deaf when it comes to fashion, see i, I need a Solider thats stackin an packin, we cant even talk if u cant fit a magnum Put my gazelles on my eyes, now im lookin for trouble I got my name air brushed down the leg of my pants
Make he reast in peace,can i get a lil moment of silence please.Īnd if i love a nigga,remy love a nigga ta death See i be trying not to swear to god,but i swear mothafuckas gon hear the squadĪbout to take over the worls alrady run the bronxĪnd if it want for P we couldnt be so bless his heart bless his soul Home ofthe killers,the dealers,the bombers and Remy Martin.Rep that I smoke like an O a day nothing but the DrO and Haze Go ahead and act fool like u really wanna step to disĪnd imma put tha tool right between ya two breasttessĪnd aint shit that u can say to me when u be breathless Its no need for the ice grill u not in Brooklyn Stop trippin bitch,cus when i stop u lookin, I think it's some truth to that sex sells shit.Ĭus bitches is so pussy.niggaz is just dicks (shit)ĭont think cus i smoke a lil more than alotta weed that im slippinĪnd imma keep comin threw in that six wit the seats back shipment Turn out the lights get ya man and fuck to my shit
So fuckin what, fuck a slut if she aint feelin me Shit i live where the stealers,drug dealers,killers beĭont give a fuck what yaw mothafuckas think of me
You mean i'm ya second favorite famale rapper.