• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• She's Gone - Remy Ma
• Still - Remy Ma
• In-Da-Street - Remy Ma
• Pun's Words - Remy Ma
• Unstoppable - Remy Ma
• Thug Love - Remy Ma
• Conscience (Skit) - Remy Ma
• Bilingual - Remy Ma
• Banned From N.y. - Remy Ma
• Secret Location - Remy Ma
• Fresh - Remy Ma
• Crazy - Remy Ma
• In-Da-Street (Skit) - Remy Ma
• Whuteva - Remy Ma
• What's Going On - Remy Ma
• Tight - Remy Ma
• Some Other Place (gonna Be Alright) - Remy Ma
• Intro (shesus Khryst) - Remy Ma
• Queen Of Ny - Remy Ma
• Lights, Camera, Action - Remy Ma
• Kryptonite Freestyle - Remy Ma
• Jump Freestyle - Remy Ma
• I'm - Remy Ma
• Guilty - Remy Ma
• Get 'em Daddy Freestyle - Remy Ma
• Feels So Good - Remy Ma
• Everyday I'm Fuckin' Him - Remy Ma
• Conceited Messages (Skit) - Remy Ma
• Conceited (There's Something About Remy) - Remy Ma
• Catch That Beat Freestyle - Remy Ma
• Please (Freestyle) - Remy Ma
• Remy Ma - Remy Ma
• Arsenal (Freestyle) - Remy Ma
• When I See Her - Remy Ma
• Whateva - Remy Ma
• No Bet Chill - Remy Ma

What?
you mean i'm ya second favorite famale rapper...
you crazy?
i'm better than most niggaz...Suck my dick
there aint a bitch as ill as me
no bitch as real as me
shit i live where the stealers,drug dealers,killers be
dont give a fuck what yaw mothafuckas think of me
so fuckin what, fuck a slut if she aint feelin me
if you a real bitch,than u love my shit
turn out the lights get ya man and fuck to my shit
ride that dick,make him eat yo shit
bust ya nut ma,light a blunt to ma shit
i think it's some truth to that sex sells shit.
cus bitches is so pussy...niggaz is just dicks (shit)
im so sicking,
dont think cus i smoke a lil more than alotta weed that im slippin
as long as hoes is still strippin,
my flow is still flippin,
jewels a keep drippin
and imma keep comin threw in that six wit the seats back shipment
stop trippin bitch,cus when i stop u lookin,
its no need for the ice grill u not in Brooklyn
go ahead and act fool like u really wanna step to dis
and imma put tha tool right between ya two breasttess
and aint shit that u can say to me when u be breathless
young but i done did to
too much shit
i smoke like an O a day nothing but the DrO and Haze
so u know i feel no pain
now i gotta go away
Remy ma
offcial fuckin beat bodier
who the fuck want it?
niggaz? bitchez?
tha fuckin bronx savior
the queen of NY
the games changing
she be on the rap for ya'll bitches
this doobie ya heard
BX dont get it twisted
home ofthe killers,the dealers,the bombers and Remy Martin..Rep that
see i be trying not to swear to god,but i swear mothafuckas gon hear the squad
ya'll betta say a prospect in joe to god
armageddon, tony sunshine and remy ma
about to take over the worls alrady run the bronx
and if it want for P we couldnt be so bless his heart bless his soul
make he reast in peace,can i get a lil moment of silence please....
i never let em see me stress
dont never try to disrespect
nigga i eat,shit,sleep and breath TS

Seems crazy cuz people be thinking that I be changing, but it's really them that be changing, yo
I remember the day, I first signed my record deal with Lyle everything was so good everyone was so proud
I was so very happy, still with my baby daddy
Living with my granny, but we was all family
It's like when the tour begin, that's when the war begin... you would be flipping, ripping soon as I'm walkin in
And I'm so sleepy, could barely stay awake, you don't understand I been in the studio for six weeks
Straight till 4 in the morning tryna finish these songs
And all you wanna talk about is how many times you was calling
And I'm always lying, it's never the truth it never crossed your mind that I could've been in the booth
Tryna hurry up and get back home to you, tryna get these cheues so we could get out the 'jects
I wasn't thinking 'bout no niggas, wasn't thinking 'bout sex... tryna do this show so I could get this dough
All I was thinking was I gotta finish Remy on the rocks and I'm not tryna flop so it gotta be hot
Everybody on my back saying hurry up and drop so I'm asking you, what I'm suppose to do?
Listen y'all, I know it seem like I be dissing y'all
I'm just tryna reach my goals and remain focused but
Ain't shit changed, now, I'm still the same
So wish me well
Sometimes I might scream and yell
But even people with a fan base have bad days but
Ain't shit changed, for real, I'm still the same
You was the only child until I came
See we was buck wild back in the days
I was scared to have a boyfriend cuz you would beat him up
We'd eat cereal together, watch cartoons when we got up
So I couldn't believe that you flipped on me right in the streets for a bitch so weak that ain't got shit but
A fucked up weave and
I'm your blood, your little sister, I started to cry said it must be the liquor
See I almost died when you took sides with her then walked off and just left me there like I was nobody and you really ain't care
Said you would die for me, how you ain't gon' ride for me, how you see me on the block and don't say hi to me
It's all love now, and it's all done now, but you never took the time to apologize to me
It may be hard to see, but it bothers me... I know you ain't gon' let nobody do no harm to me
But you can't be acting like you fathered me... so I'm asking you, what I'm suppose to do?
Mommy you was the one that made me but you didn't raise me
You left me all alone I had to hold my own
But now I'm all grown and far away from home
I know you love me but you did me wrong
I guess it was all the drugs that you was on or the beatings you got from my foul step pops
Remember the time his punk ass had his nerve to raise his hands to me bitch nigga blacking my eye
I was wishing he would die but now I wish him life
I know he seeing me blowing and it's killing him slowly but what kills me is that you watched him hit me, so I'm

((CHORUS))
TRUST NO NIGGA YO FEAR NO BITCH
THESE DAM HATERS STAY TALKIN SHIT
THEY RUNNIN THEY MOUTH STEADY TALKIN SLICK
THEY NEEDA GET OUT MY BUISNESS OR BACK UP THEY SHIT
((VERSE 1))
NOW IM SAYIN FEMALES WANNA HATE THEN HATE
I AINT TRYNA BE LIKE THEM YO THEY FAKE
CUZ EVERYBODY KNOWS IM WORKIN THEM NIGGAS NOT SWEATIN THEM HOES
IMA STILL DO WHAT I DO ND IF U HATIN YO FUCK U 2
LET ME STOP-- ND SHAKE IT OFF
CUZ THESE BITCHES ALL THE SAME
THEY STILL REPPIN THAT NAME
STILL PLAYIN THAT GAME
BUT THIS TIME IM FINNA PUT THEY ASSES TO SHAME
((CHOURS))
TRUST NO NIGGA YO FEAR NO BITCH
THESE DAM HATERS STAY TALKIN SHIT
THEY RUNNIN THEY MOUTH STEADY TALKIN SLICK
THEY NEEDA GET OUT MY BUISNESS OR BACK UP THEY SHIT
((VERSE 2))
YO HOE PROBLEMS AINT NO PROBLEMS
THESE BITCHES IS TRIPPIN
THEY STILL TALKIN SHIT IT AINT NOTHIN IM MISSIN
THESE HATERS IS STUCK
THEY ALWAYS TALKIN SHIT BUT NAN HOE WOULD BUCK
ND I DUN BEEN CALLED EVERY DAMN NAME U NAME IT
CUZ WIT ALL THIS TALK BOUT ME YO THESE HATERS STAY MAKIN ME FAMOUS
((CHORUS X2))
TRUST NO NIGGA YO FEAR NO BITCH
THESE DAM HATERS STAY TALKIN SHIT
THEY RUNNIN THEY MOUTH STEADY TALKIN SLICK
THEY NEEDA GET OUT MY DAM BUISNESS BACK UP THEY SHIT

Sometimes you gotta follow
sometimes you gotta send a woman to do a man's job
In this case my girl here act like a grown mutha fuckin man
ya'll niggas betta lay low
catch ya where it hurt

[Chorus]
Remi Martin step on the scene like wha
Pun album number 14 like wha
Bout to take the whole industry like wha
Like wha, what the fuck I can't be touched
We got the BX locked the
Mo less, T.S. has got me
No stress cause y'all can't stop me
A bitch like Rem is unstoppable
[Verse 1]
I wish every breath I take, could taste like 'dro
Every sentence that I say will come out in a flow
So I'll never have to write, or spend no dough on smoke
I was never a comedian, but y'all ho's a joke
I use to be the loud one, the only bitch in a bunch
Standin in the middle crowd, puffin a blunt
Like it's legal, never put the coke in my cut
Just shotties and dead bodies layin up in the trunk
Y'all ho's is drunk, you sound like her, you sound like him
But I don't really care, long as no one sound like Rem
Get into hot shit, y'all better stop shit
Now I'm only spittin, in a minute, I'ma haul spit
Make yo' record label take yo shit of the market
Take ya name off the roster, and write Remi Martin
I'ma a monster, to y'all fraud broads, I'ma probelm
I spit so sick, and I flip so quick like wha!
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Once I get started, you can't do shit
but get pissed, cop the album, cassette, and compact disc
Put me in a mansion, still a project bitch
Party shit, come threw bombin shit
In a Benz tesseler, wit the darkest tips
So expensive, niggaz hesitate to park the shit
Niggaz got big funds, so we copped big guns
Y'all scared to death, since I got wit Big Pun
If I ain't the baddest Bicth, in this rappin shit
Tell me who the fuck is so I can slap the bitch
Tell her stop writin rhymes, memorize her lines
Get her own shit, she wastin my time
I'm a double don, none of y'all can't trouble mines
Make a remix, kill the same verse double time
Hot to death, fuck around and stop ya breath
The find ya hat, ya soul, and bloody the rest like wha!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
I think my flow, got a few hos mad at me
They run around tellin cats they wanna battle me
Ready to put up the dough, the truck and the V
I'm like whoa, y'all know who the fuck I be
Y'all know that my nigga's call me hannibal
Cause I be eatin bitches up like a cannibal
Wild out, like a muthafuckin animal
I got a thing for a clip that's expandable
And that's no kiddin, and no bullshittin
Murder you, yo kids, and ya grandchildren
Body the bird, the dog, and the lil kitten
You can stop the beat and all, and Remi still spittin
And you still flippin, how she the hottest bitch
When I get my shit written by the hottest kids
Cause you so pussy, so don't push me
And i'm way to loud, so you can't shush me, like wha!

Let me make love, love to you
Let me thrill you with my song
Let me replace the love and the faith...
Could it be your falling in love
With a thug right now,
Could it be your falling in love
With a thug's life style
Could it be your falling in love
Right now, Right now, Right Nooooow
Could it be, it can't be hun I'm calling ya bluff
I must be high off this weed 'cause I ain't falling in love
All that I ever dreamed off was fucking a thug
So I could bust a few sluggs and sell a little drugs
Be up in the Benz chilling rolling ya blunts
Have the Spanish mommies illing 'cause I'm sitting in front
And niggas on the block sick like what chu doing wit that spic
Ya'll know Puetro Ricans and Blacks make the cutest kids
Ya hair, my eyes, ya nose, and my lips
If it's a boy I hope that God bless him with his daddy's dick
Shit to tell the truth with you I know I'm safe
And another nigga fronting and get blown in his face
And I like that
You give me love and I give it right back
But when you flip don't you think I ain't gon' fight back
Hun you got dough, and you know I got a nice stack
So when you mad, go ahead take ya ice back
I just throw on some lipstick and the Stylistics "Break-up to Make-up"
And you know I hook a steak up
Take you breakfast in bed, nigga soon as you wake up
Get my jewels back and take another trip to see Jacob
Loving the way I do this for you
And every kiss that I blew Poppy Chew was a kiss for you
Stayed true, Faithful, you can never say I played you,
'cause you ma boo and I can never say I hate you...
Could it be your falling in love
With a thug right now,
Could it be your falling in love
With a thug's life style
Could it be your falling in love
Right now, Right now, Right Nooooow
I swept you offa ya feet, you was just walking crossing the street
And you was talking to me or was it my boys in the jeep
Either or she said she loved the way I play ball
Go after the bigger niggas even though there was nice and tall
Shootin' dice in the hall inside of my doorway checking my drawers
Up North style right next to ma boys, just the little things would impress her alot
Like when I let her sit in the lex tryna guess where its at
God blessed her with ass, she had the perfect mix, she was Morena with an Indian twist
She had the cinnamon lips the edge was rimmy and crisp
I thought she was Dominican the way she was swinging them hips
I never had a clue that she wanna ride for me, But I'm like Darnell shorty had eyes for me
Its a quarter passed one but thats another song, what was wrong?
What took so long to put a brotha on, It wasn't long before we start bumping and Grindin'
Crushing her spine and had her soundin' like Busta was rhyming
Bustin' her hymen the sight of sex she start busting out cryin'
Her bus went by and she was ready up in there rydin'
Cussin' and wildin' in the back on the porch
Whose pussy is this?
Come on daddy its yours...
its your, its your
Could it be your falling in love
With a thug right now,
Could it be your falling in love
With a thug's life style
Could it be your falling in love

Damn man where the fuck shorty at?
I kno she aint gonna flake out on me.
There she go...
Hey was good ma??
(hey babii! my bad im late wats going on??)
yo check this out here take this rite here
(wats this?)
put that in there
(i got it wats this?)
yo look man you already kno where to meet me at later rite
(oh my God wat do u mean i already know where to meet you at
im not meetin you anywhere i dont wanna gape him)
you dont wanna wat
(i dont wanna gape him!)
yo listen man we already went throw this shyt already.
(we went threw nothing)
i already told you
(no we didnt)
i already told you man we planed set out
(you didnt tell me anything)
aint no trunin back!
(whick part of i kno son i mad chill with him i madd chill with his moms like)
who give -- i dont give a fuck about his moms
(you dont give a fuck about nothing)
listen dis nigga gonna get it
(listen to nothing you act like you really need the money he's not getting anything)
thats it rite there
(NO!, no thats mad grimmy)
yo ma i dont wana argue about this
(i dont wanna aruge with you neither)
i out of here
(go over there and do sumthing)
you already no where to meet me at
(im not meetin u no where)
ima be there juss make sure youur there!
(NO NO NO)

Oye rrraaa
Yo vamo' hacerlo
Boricua
Vamo' hacerlo
I'm a one bitch army
Y'all could hardly call me
So imagine when I team up with the Puerto rican Barbie
It's gon' be hard see
I'm so from the Bronx be
And all I really wanna see
Is blood on the concrete
Body's in bags and
Flowers on caskets
Corpses' swarmin'
With flies and maggots
Innocent girls and boys
Turn into bastards
I want bitches to die
Deaths that are tragic
And niggaz fucked in they ass
Turn into faggots
Their balls cut off
And mailed to they parent
See I don't give a fuck
I'm a mothafuckin' savage
Now ya'll tell me
What bitch is the baddest
Miss Remy con la queen
You need fire
Tu sabes fuego esta aqui
Vete pal carajo
Nigga far from me
No es dificil pa' ver
It ain't hard to see
A four clip in the extra
Yo soy la mierda tate quieta
This bitch got a bad temper
Respeta puta no pueda joder con nosotras
Un mierda!
[hook:]
[Remy Ma]
CMPR niggaz meant to
The Bronx is where they went to
Ima show ya'll mother fuckaz how to rhyme bilingual
[Ivy Queen]
Que llego la diva la caballota
Si preguntas en la calle soy la que te explota
[Remy Ma]
CMPR niggaz meant to
The Bronx is where they went to
Ima show ya'll mother fuckaz how to rhyme bilingual
[Ivy Queen]
Tu no querías mas aqui que me tienes
Dale dale ahora ahora nene
The girl is not to be fucked with
See I don't give a fuck
There's not a pussy on this planet that can't be fucked
Bitches don't exist to me
They all cum faced sluts
How much room in your mouth for my name with all that dick you suck
And your husband's a homo
He loves to get stuck
Like dildo's and vibrators shoved in his butt
We ran trizz on his lips
And made him dress up
And I got it on tape
We straight fuckin' raped him
Don't get it confused
See I hate male groupies
Pero he's willin'
Then I'm ready to take the opportunity
My bitches is the illest
So really we don't gotta care
Vete pa la mierda
Nigga get the fuck out of here
Yo no juego
Nigga I don't play
What I'm capable of
I don't know
Yo no se
Remy ma
I keeps the gun cocked in the auto
Miss ivy queen please canta la coro
[hook]
[Ivy Queen]
Ms. Remy con la Queen
Ahora nos vamo' a fuego
Este es mi estreno duro como un trueno
Cocoroca
La isla del encato
Volando en canto
Y sacarle con su llanto
A sangre fria
Mis quilas tienen crias
Jodedora por si tu no lo sabias
QUEEN llega
A escena
Dan pena
Con las locas que van nebuleando
Yo soy de la calle si me estas buscando
Ando con par de locos pa verte brincando
So no te ajores, no te desesperes mere
Yo tengo el control con las mujeres
Muchas me odian otras me quieren
Vendo mis discos
Y tengo mis bienes
Rrraaa
Remy get ready
Everybody

Mic Check 1-2, 1-2
In School I Walked The Halls Wit A Sharp Pencil
Now Im Drawin A Pistol Let A Nigga Do A Bitch Move
And Let A Bitch Move Im Shittin Wiping My Ass Wit Them Like Tissue
And Then I Gotta Flush 'em See Really Remy Dont Love 'em
Same Shit Different Toilet So Like A Plumb I Get To Plungin
If A Nigga Got Some Trees And A Nice Piece Of Lumber
And Can Make Some Paper Then I Might Jus Fuck 'em
And If I Stick 'em Then I Stuck 'em Like A Chicken I'll Pluck 'em
Gave Him Some Scrammbled Eggs Now He Hawkin So I Duck 'em
Niggaz Got Bubble Gum Blow Pop Broads Like Rem Some Sorta Sucka
Put Some Money On That Bitch And I Bet U I Lady Lucka
If She Want A Problem Call Her Uppa On Some Ruckus
Its Neva Nothin 4 Me To Quick Them Timberland Chukkas
Dead In The Middle Of Ground Zero, Im Like A Super Hero
Female Joe Pesci, Al Pacino, Modern Day Robert Dinero
Stiffin My Niggaz That Do Murdaz Like Robert Shapiro
Drink Malibu, Pineapple Juice And Puff Piff By The Pillow Forillow
Tell Me My Flow Ain So Crazy, Since I Shot Yo Crib
Not Where U Live, But Where U Lay Yo Baby
And Lately I Been Spittin On Some Real "Yo Im Conceited" Shit
To Me Chicks Is Like Dicks, Im Quick To Tell 'em "Beat It Bitch"
U Hand Around Boxers But Ur No Tough Cookie
U Only Get Hard When Ur Around Pussies
I Do Chicks Greasy, K-Sleezy Know My M-O
While U Runnin Round Like "Plz Plz Listen To My Demo"
Im In A New Mb Bitch And Im Foggin Up The Windows
Wit The Tints Limo Black Cuz Im Blowin Down The Indo
U May Stunt Round Them Otha Broads But U Dont Want It Wit Rem Doe
Tear Ya Posters Down On Some Petty Shit Like My Nigga N.O.
I Ain Sayin That U Garbage, U Betta Spark Where U Started
But U Can Neva Neva, Eva, Eva Be Ms.Martin I Flow Retarded
U Cant Stand To See Me, And I Know U Wishin I Was Really Banned From T.V.
That Still Wouldnt Stop Me From Talkin Wreckless On Mixtapes And Cd's
Fm, Xm, Satelite, And Dvds
Im Remarkable, It Dont Matter Who Im Talkin To
They All Flow Mediocre And They Faces Ain Marketable
Look Ma U Need More Then Some Shades And Some Shiny Lips
For Me To Believe U A Rapper And U Really Can Spit
That U Ain No Where Next To Me, Do Yall Hear This Bitch?
I Wish I Was Foxy Right Now "I Dont Wanna Hear This Shit"
U Needs Tha Fuck Back, I Know U Been Sneakin Round Back
U And Ya Weave Is Loose, I Can See Ya Tracks
U Ain Fire Bitch U Ain Poppin
U A Burnin Sanitation Truck Ma U Hot Garbage
U A Bumb Bitch, U Hear The Trumpets, Its The Queen Of Ny

See most niggaz call they girls
When they wanna give a dick
My shawtys call me when they wanna get a brick
'cause even when I'm not spitting I'm still that bitch
In the the kitchen with the ...
Vision and the way I chef up make you hang your connect up see
I guarantee to bring back extra take a buc thirty of white
Make 200 hard in this butta plus 70 grand for Remy Ma
Now god
Now that's a profit see I'm like a profit and see
Imma have all of my followers run
Through ya projects and smack the shit out of anybody
That's not on my dick
See they playing the...
But what they forgot is imma lunatic
A crazy ass bitch with not enough sense
But too much dollas
I pop the top right off of your fucking collar...
I know where I be nigga holla.
I just copped a lil crib in the secret location
Laced it
Put a strip pole in the basement
Never keep the guns the same place where the safe is
Neva keep the funds the same place where the base is
Now that's word to grandma
I copped the hammer on the block and blow ya face
That's in front of the camera and plug that hole with ya little bandana
And I still got my Juelz like my name is Santana
Look lil homie yall really don't know me
Looking for the squad but see I'm by my lonely bitches
Gon pay like yall motherfuckers owe me like puff n mase
Can't nobody hold me down from the boogy Bronx style with my hoodie
Got pounds of the brown right on the boulevard
Getting so down in that motherfucking tittie bar
Like fuck these bitches I'm tryna get pissy
And I'm not gay
So fuck the body
Look around
It's a sausage party
When I pull up in the pink Benz
With the powder pink tims on 22 inches half black chink
Friends hop out with the pink tims
Laced with the mink trim
What yall gon think
Then bet you gon love Rem
Yall wanna fuck Rem
But yall was saying fuck rem
So now yall just fucked up
I ain't too hard
These broads is just too easy
That's why everytime I rhyme I be doing 'em greasy
Please believe me I'm hot no matter the season I spit
So sick the track be sneezing hook be coughing
Got the whole studio freezing if you hit me and I hit you
We still ain't even 'cause I'm not leaving 'til you stop
Breathing ain't nothing worst than getting popped for no reason
I wanna see shot laid out just leaking ya words
Can't come out 'cause ya mouth keep bleeding ya
Tanktop burgundy white tee burgundy
I know yall bitches wishing that them niggaz would've murdered me
Remy Ma
You know me if not you heard of me
The reason you gon have to invest in plastic surgery
I'm good with a hood n some tims
Fuck burglary

F-R-E-S-H
Fresh, fresh, fresh
Yes i'm fresh
Hair check (uh-huh)
Gear check (uh-huh)
Lip-gloss check (yes)
Bag check (got it)
Jewels check (always)
Whip check (o.k.)
I'm fresh, fresh, fresh
I'm fresh, fresh, fresh
I'm so fresh, fresh, fresh
I stays fresh, fresh, fresh
My Hair be fresh
My gear be fresh
Oh yea I'm fresh I got to stay fresh
I'm always fresh and this is couture hip-hop
I'm so fresh its like I'm straight (yea) out the zip-lock
I'm fresh dressed like a million bucks
Got the Louis Vuitton goggles
Emilio Pucci pumps with the Gucci Bra 36C cup
Both middle fingers up cause I don't give two fucks
And I'm fresh, fresh
Yes don't get mad
Bow-Legged stance crazy
Look at the swagg
Look at the bag
And its official look at the tags
And I aint gay but goddamn my bitches is bad
And we fresh
You home depressed, you always stressed
You try to get fly but you don't never be fresh
I get compliments like Ma you fresh
And I'm just taking out the garbage damn I aint even dressed
And I'm fresh, fresh, fresh
I'm fresh, fresh, fresh
I'm so fresh, fresh, fresh
I stays fresh, fresh, fresh
My Hair be fresh
My gear be fresh
Oh yea I'm fresh I got to stay fresh
I'm always fresh and this is couture hip-hop
I'm so fresh its like I'm straight (yea) out the zip-lock
I'm back on the scene
Krispy with Kreme
I aint OutKast but I'm so fresh and so clean
Said I'm back the scene Krispy with Kreme
I aint have to say it twice but it just sound so mean
Yes I'm the queen
And I stay fresh
And I'm still sexy so I have to get blessed
Ya socks is fresh
Ya boxers is fresh
I'm still using condoms in case ya cock aint fresh yes
Tell the truth, I need no less than the best
Because I like to over do it I'm extra fresh
And these hoes is stupid they extra deaf
But you aint go to listen or hear me
I know that you can see that...
I'm fresh, fresh, fresh
I'm fresh, fresh, fresh
I'm so fresh, fresh, fresh
I stays fresh, fresh, fresh
My Hair be fresh
My gear be fresh
Oh yea I'm fresh I got to stay fresh
I'm always fresh and this is couture hip-hop
I'm so fresh its like I'm straight (yea) out the zip-lock
And Remy Ma fresh
Petite Paton fresh
With the mean Gino Green hoodie on, I'm fresh
Everyday I get dressed, I pop tags, I'm fresh
Joe Jeans fitting nice on the ass, I'm fresh
In NY, I'm fresh
In the Chi, I'm fresh
In the A, M-i-A, and L.A., I'm Fresh
Yes, in Texas I'm the freshest
Shopping reckless,
In case i dirty myself then I got refreshments
I'm fresh
The definition of fresh
On the phone, with my shorty talking to him all fresh
I don't re-do or re-use
I'm fresh
Looking in the rear view like "Oh, I'm fresh"
Yes, I'm so..
I'm fresh, fresh, fresh
I'm fresh, fresh, fresh
I'm so fresh, fresh, fresh
I stays fresh, fresh, fresh
My Hair be fresh
My gear be fresh
Oh yea I'm fresh I got to stay fresh
I'm always fresh and this is couture hip-hop

Crazy (Crazy)
Some times I'm crazy baby
Crazy (Crazy)
Ooh ooh
It's crazy
I be thinkin people tryna play me
Latly I know I be flippin on a daily basis
I hate waitin, I'm impatient
Bitch don't ask me why I gotta nice grill
This is just how my face is
I piss, in public places
Slightly racist, right now I'm robbing a theif and I'm fuckin a rapist
I married an imagrant to get him his papers
Niggaz don't wanna give me the mic cuz they afraid I'mma say shit
And that's right I'mma say shit
Right in they faces
This is Remy straight on the rocks wit nothin but chase it
I'mma new breed of female
Far from the basic
And if you still can't see that then you need to get lasik
I'mma make a statement: I'm the replacement
I'm so close to the top I can almost taste it
So ill, so real so far from fakers
Rem to Fred wit the strip pole in the basement
Now that's crazy
Crazy (Crazy)
Some times I'm crazy baby
Crazy (Crazy)
Ooh ooh -
Some say I'm 7:30 in the M-730
Been smokin since I was 13
Been on my own since I was half of 30
I thought I ain't have to worry
Because I was always pretty
I find a dumb nigga gettin dough and do his pockets dirty
But see that wasn't workin
And I wasn't tryna work in
I got my own work in
I started puttin work in
Some say it ain't worth it
I say I ain't perfect
Matter of fact I'm sayin, doin the fuck I feel
I make people nervous
Who say I ain't bout it
I'm still from the projects
What you talkin bout bitch
I sets it on bounces
I don't think you understand son
You know how many clubs I been from
And I can careless
I'm so careless
I'm from the generation where we did shit because you dared us
I said I wish every breath I take didn't taste like drunk
And every sentence I say came out in a flow
I swear I wouldn't have to write or spend dough on smokes
Now thats crazy
Crazy (Crazy)
Some times I'm crazy baby
Crazy (Crazy)
Ooh ooh
Yo I'm crazy nigga
So don't play wit me nigga
Put ya head down when you talk
Watch what you say to me nigga
See I got goupin if I won
I can pay for you nigga
I'm the type let you pipe but I won't stay with you nigga
Leave you in telly on ya belly don't wanna lay with you nigga
Yea I say it's ya pussy but I always say that to niggas
See I'm really the business
This is goin into history
I just got my own company
I love it call me misery
I said I walk around the metal dectors
Who does that
Before I told them lean back
I told bitches to run that
And if they ain't show me where the ones and the funds at
More or less I was gunna show them how the guns clap
I pull a weed nigga and treat his stash like a fun pack
See you tryna do it to me I does that
Hold Up
Matta fact
I think the craziest shit I ever said is I wish I could bring Pun back
back back
Crazy (Crazy)
Some times I'm crazy baby
Crazy (Crazy)
Crazy
crazy crazy crazy

At da end of day
i'm so hood
i can't help it
like this whole industry shit
like forreal these bitches is industry
like on some real
like they used to sayin shit about bitches
seein i'm walkin past and it's nothing
BITCH you say anything about me

Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up (Man, man)
It’s whuteva, whuteva, whuteva, it’s whuteva, whuteva, whuteva, whuteva, it’s whuteva
See if the God say get her imma get her
I’ll have her wit a pillow where the casket won’t fit her
The only reason I hit her was she kept talkin’ greasy
Lil’ jump skeezy betta ask somebody who I be
See I’m R to tha Ez, its mid-summer got on long sleeves cuz my arms is freezin’
I gets fly for no reason, see I got money but its always robbin’ season
See hip hop needs me, the beats is Swizz, the girl is sick and please believe, that imma start, see every damn night I ball ? is blue and grey like Seton Hall
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up (Man, man)
It’s whuteva, whuteva, whuteva, it’s whuteva, whuteva, whuteva, whuteva, it’s whuteva
Yea see Rem is a monster, I’m raps MVP the star on the roster
Officially a boogie-down Bronxer, Terror Squad ain’t the Brady Bunch and I ain’t Marcia
My shits so butter they should call me Marge
And I ain’t gotta be boss just as long as I’m in charge
And whuteva I say goes, so if I say NO, don’t ask why just assume its because I say SO
I’ve been doin it too long, ain’t nothin’ ? me, I’ll run through ur lil’ gated community
You know how the girl be, I’m a show stopper, I’ll give it to you early before the toast pops up
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up (Man, man)
It’s whuteva, whuteva, whuteva, it’s whuteva, whuteva, whuteva, whuteva, it’s whuteva
See this goes out to my Bx crew, put your hands up in the air if you feel me
Fuck em’ all day, fuck em’ all night, treat niggas like hoes
It’s whuteva like a four long blaze, and I’m hotter then hoes that work at the Days Inn
People tryin’ to make shit to make niggas bop, I make shit they play that get niggas shot
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Right hand got a blunt, left hand got a cup
And you already know the rules don’t apply to us
We gon’ do what we do, it’s whuteva 2 fuck
We got the fly shit here we go, drivin’ backwards down the one like Big in the hypnotized video
Bang this in your stereo, turn it higher, now everybody light your lighters
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up (Man, man)

Mmmmmm Mmmmmm Heeeeeeyyyyyy
Why didn't I see the signs I was to busy getting high
Runnin up the studio smoking dro writing rhymes
To blind to notice my abdomen was growin
Having sex wit out protection now my belly is showin
Nobody know that me and my boo trying to decide
What to do he buggin like that's a little me inside of you
It ain't true and I'm scared and I can tell he is worried a bit
So we proceed to get the weed and straight ignoring the shit
My jeans don't want to fit every morning hurling and shit
I had to tell my family I knew they all was goin to flip
And his was happy thinking he was about to be a daddy
But I knew it wasn't true even though we both wanted it so badly
Tell me what's goin I know what I'm doing is wrong
Can you hear me Lord when I'm callin for give me my baby
How am I supposed feel the situation is real
Neva wanted to let cha baby go we'll meet again I know baby
We love each other madly so much to gain so much to lose
I'm in pain your mind frame change when you the one that gotta
Choose talk a walk step in my shoes think in negative thoughts
Politics and shit quit when the doctor says positive it's a life living
In my body but it don't gotta to live it's up to me but if I keep what
The fuck I got to give I mean I'm still young and I don't really have
Shit and if this nigga up and leave then my child a be a bastard
This is drastic nobody really understands me and my mom don't
Give a fuck and neither does the rest of the family they like
Remy you can't afford it you expect us to support it
I feel my seeds apart of me and I don't want to abort it so:
Tell me what's goin I know what I'm doing is wrong
Can you hear me Lord when I'm calling for give me my baby
How am I supposed feel the situation is real
Neva wanted to let cha baby go we'll meet again I know baby
I'm not steady but I can get ready for responsibilities shit where
Would I be if my moms got rid of me I'm so stressed and I'm
Under a lot of pressure but all I need is the remedy to make Remy
Feel better I knew I couldn't win so I chose to forfeit its a shame
I'm over four months and I'm in the doctors office I swear to all that
I love that I wanted to leave and wait five more months and birth the child
That I conceived but I sat there because I felt I had to and I cry everyday
Because I realize boy or girl that I wanted to have you don't be made at me
How it is is how it had to be and any pain I put you through is all coming
Back to me
Tell me what's goin I know what I'm doing is wrong
Can you hear me Lord when I'm callin for give me my baby
How am I supposed feel the situation is real

This is, this is, this is this, this is
R to the Eezy
Listen, listen, listen, listen
M to the wizzeye, u so flizzye, OWWW, Brah Brah Aint nobody fuckin wit my bitch, u heard me!
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
Why dont u pull up to my bumper baby
U want the flow thats sick
Well thats me
U talkin bout the coldest bitch
Well thats me
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See thats me, cuz aint nobody fuckin wit me, me, me me, me, me, me
When u hear that this is this is, u know its a hit.
You know its that bitch, yea nigga reminisn.
Hate to tell you but this is this is as good as it gizzit, thats no bullshizzit,
I stay on my grind and give bitches the buzznizz, please pay attention, li, li listen, listen,
this is this a Kool and Dre epidemic, and aint nobody fuckin wit any of my niggaz.
U see Crack nice, Getty and Pras nice, and even tho he blow he gotta flow Tony Sunshine nice,
and u know that im nice, Pun is insane, Nevy steady on da grinden callus that beats novacain.
It's not the same shits gon change quickly blame ure ghost writer cuz he cant fuck wit me.
Yea Remy Mar-t-i-n if .... just spit up in da park bitch i want in!!!!
U know that neck tite, u know that work tite, u knw that bitch tite, she hold that grip tite, u know that pussy tite, u know that ass tite
Why dont u pull up to my bumper baby
U want the flow thats sick
Well thats me
U talkin bout the coldest bitch
Well thats me
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See thats me, cuz aint nobody fuckin wit me, me, me me, me, me, me
See when it cums to magazines, I'm queen like Nefateeti, you can catch me on da Vibe feel a vibe when u see me
(feel that)
Or on the King looking sleezy, I got the source all over me like big zeeti alot of weed smoke so the pitcure look steamy
Im a diva so the dons and divas say they need me. Got the cover of the Ave and i made it look eazy. Why are you on the back of the page looking cheezy. Double XL I turn niggas on like a T.V. Rockin all different colors from lemon to kiwi I came in the game wit Pun and they aint beleive me. So i made them wonder like Stevie I came in wit a platinum rapper like hersheys kiss no freebies. You came wit a gold rapper like reeses pieces. Remy Ma rated R, yall rated P.G, 13 worth cream Damn i talk greezy!
U know that neck tite, u know that work tite, u knw that bitch tite, she hold that grip tite, u know that pussy tite, u know that ass tite
Why dont u pull up to my bumper baby
U want the flow thats sick
Well thats me
U talkin bout the coldest bitch
Well thats me
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[Verse One: Remy Ma]
I Gots No Time For Fake Niggas
N Truthfully I'm Really Startin To Fuckin Hate Niggas
Who You Think Playin Wit? You Must Got Me Mistaken
How Much More Do You Really Think I Could Take It
N See U Think Its Gravey Kuz I Aint Neva Say Shit
They Thinkin I'm Crazy I Through Grits In Ya Face When
You Was Talkin Greezy Actin Like U Aint Need
But See It So Eazy For Me To Say I'm Leavin Listen
[Pre-Chours: Keyshia Cole]
Your Always Gon Constantly
I'm All Alone (Lone)
And You Can't Keep On Stressin Me
Got Me Waitin By Tha Phone
And You Wonder Why A Bitch Be Gone I'm Tellin You
[Chours: Keyshia Cole (Sample)]
(You Not Givin Me What I Want I got To Get It) Get It
(from Some Other Place) And I'm Gona Be (All Right)
Thats Right I'm Gonna Be (All Right) Ya Hear I'm Gonna Be (All Right)
[Keyshia Cole: Spoken]
Yea You Hear Me I'm Talkin To You (Yea)
Ya Kno Wat I'm Sayin, We Gon Be Alright
U gon Sit Down And Listen To This Right Now I Said
[Verse 2: Keyshia Cole]
U Can't Tell Me About Some Other Chick And Think I'm Gone Deal Wit It No
And You Can't Keep On Givin Nothing But You Keep On Expectin something
If You Don't, If You Don't
[Chours: Keyshia Cole (Sample)]
(You Not Givin Me What I Want I got To Get It) Get It
(from Some Other Place) And I'm Gonna Be (All Right)
I Said I'm Gonna Be (All Right) I Said I'm Gonna Be (All Right)
I'm Gonna Be Al right,
Uh, If You Don't Give Me What I Want I Could Get It From Somebody Else Who Knows
[Verse 3: Remy Ma]
Look, Look
See You Could Keep Sleepin Wit Jump-skies
These Dudes Alove To Get Wit Keysh Or R To Tha Eazy
I Could Make So Tha Only Way You See Me Is If You Got
Cable, Smack DVDs Or Digital T.V. Yea
I Kno About Shorty But She Could Neva Be Me
And Dats So Sad
And You So Mad
Kuz Kno Wat You Don't Give Me Some One Else Can And (You Can't) Can’t Seem To Take Dat
[Chours: Keyshia Cole (Sample)]
(You Not Givin Me What I Want I got To Get It) Get It
(from Some Other Place) And I'm Gonna Be (All Right)
That’s Right I'm Gonna Be (All Right) Ya Hear I'm Gonna Be (All Right)
[Keyshia Cole: Spoken]
Yea You Hear Me I'm Talkin To You (Yea)
Ya Kno Wat I'm Sayin, I’m Gon Be Alright
U gon Sit Down And Listen To This Right Now

If Jay-Z is j hova
And nas is god son
And I was spitting crack to the people in die son
And then I came back like I never left nice and I'm the bx savior shesus khryst
[Verse:]
That's right I don't listen fuck with you told me I shits on use bitches. niggas can't control me
Pissed on my contract diss missed joey.
Now I call him sprint cause that mothafucka fony.
Ya'll looking for rem whell I'm roamin literally I'm in italy nigga I'm hollin
Puffin that young six piff I'm smokin you poopin that e mothafucka u rollin
See pun told um shes so nice and when it come to the pin that she was like some of the greatest aminuations she would write and now I'm the bx savior shesus khryst.
Don't mention my name in vein no bitch surpasses me
Don't piss me off and I should no commit a casualty.
I'm the best number 4 none should come after me
Talkin against rem now that's blastramey
Actually I'm laughing cause what could you say see I stay fresh and my swagg up crazii
Pluss these chicks lazy so how u gonna stop ha when my spit game sick and my whip game propa
See uh hollywood you could see her on the block and they tellin me I'm the 1 number 1 chief rocka evolution is evident these old chicks genesis this is revolations and I'm the new testament
[x3:]
If Jay-Z is j hova
And nas is god son
And I was spitting crack to the people in die son

Uh Huh... Yea (Yea, Yea, Yea)
Its The Queen Of Ny (Bx Nigga!) Remy Ma
Why Am I The Queen Of Ny? Cuz I Fuckin Said So
But I Got A Question For Yall? Who's Fuckin Wit Me? Nobody
Damn Sure Not No Bitches
Its Somethin Else About Remy Nigga... Oh!
Fuck Wat U Heard I Am That Bitch And I'll
Pluck A Bird For Some Subliminal Shit
You See Im Tha Type Of Chick That A Be Lookin For U
U Cant Say Nothin Slick To A Can Of Oil
Now Wreckless They Talk Out They Mouth
And Then I See Wat They Talkin About
That I Aint The One They Talkin About
See This Is The Shit I Be Talkin About
Too Many Rappers Runnin Around
These Chicks Is Tricks And Niggaz Is Clowns
Im The Only One Holdin The Crown
Queen Of Ny Nigga
R To The Ezy Please Believe Me
Yo That Nigga That U Lovin Know I Got Dough Wen He Needs Me (No!)
He Dont Wanna Wife You, U A Jump Skeezie
And I Got Dirt On Him So He Tried To Throw A Seed In Me
He Asked If I Was Havin It And I Got On Some Married Shit Like
"Im Not Havin It, No Im Not Havin It"
Im Nothin Like The Average Bitch, Fuck The Baby Carraige Shit
Im Savin It For Carrige Bitch, Queen Of Ny
When I Pull A Date They Love To Hate
Jus Got A Camera In The New York State Shape On My License Plate
And I Hate When I Fuck In My Truck And It Shake
So I Got The Floors And The Doors Reinforced With Steele Plates
Now The Rugs Is Plush But My Pussy Is Plusha
And I Got A Son So If U Pipe That Makes U A Mothafucka
Ain That A Mothafucka?
U Got Babies They May Be Ur Right But Wen It Comes 2 The Baby Motha- Fucka! (Fuck Her)
I Dont Neva Bite My Tongue, I Would Rather Fight Than Run
Wat The Fuck I Look Like Havin A Bitch That Im Frightened Of
One Bumb Broad Got Bold And I Enlightened Her
Brand New Nike Her, Queen Of Ny Bitch

Here i am standin in my b-boy stance
i got my name air brushed down the leg of my pants
i got my 54 letters and my kangol on
bamboo earrings and my bangles on
Word up, the girl look good
imma 80's baby, paid an full
look at my rope chain
now check my belt buckle
put my gazelles on my eyes, now im lookin for trouble
i need a Solider thats stackin an packin, we cant even talk if u cant fit a magnum
im fresh to deaf when it comes to fashion, see i,
switched up to my 8 ball jacket and my spandex got me stoppin trafic, baby, not for nuttin imma walkin accident
they catch whiplash, everytime im passin em
its time for some, time for some,time for some....
Niggaz bring ya gunz and ya 9'z along
Why?
Remy Mas on the microphone....
the levels,the levels,the levels is good,the levels is good, the levels is good
Bitchez bring ya gunz and ya 9's along
Why?
Remy Ma's on the Microphone
the levels,the levels,the levels is good,the levels is good, the levels is good
Yea, Remy wanna rock, how hard is that, im from tha BX bronx, where it started at
we had jams in the park, muthafuck a disco,everybody smokin joints, sippin cisco
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
my B-B-S's YO check this
I hopped out wit my ass cheeks showin through my salt n peppers
Only got one chance to make a first impression, Spit like Big Pun & KRS one Mixxed!
My Flows sick but its more then Rappin, First chick try to front
First chick im smackin, on some Red man shit, Bitch i aint laughin
Its time for some, time for some, time for some
Big Rem from the Boondocks, im like all i really need is my Boom-Box,
listen, we can get it poppin, im doin the wop and he 1,2 steppin like there aint no stoppin
all 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 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
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

Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh,
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh,
Yea, yea yea yea yea yea, Check....
Remy Ma's a chef, see I be baking soda, I mixed it with the white, now they call me coke-a-cola.
I be on that kryptonite, you see my legs, my ass, my waist, my face, my lips and my tits is right.
I be having niggas like, damn, damn, shorty look good, plus she really hood, and she really be spittin like.
She aint never gave a fuck, stay smoking that sticky bud, in the cut like nigga what, twistin that vanilla dutch.
Plus Im over in LA, blazin on that Cali weed, then I gotta twist in a peach flavored swisha sweet. (Come on)
And when Im in the Durty, you know they bringin me goodies.
Im bout to caddy up, if Im blowin backyard boogies.
Step in the place with my hoodie down, pussy like to call cops.
Never let them see my face, in case I have to send shots.
then we back up in the Benz, again, me and my friends and them.
No we ain't hoes but we chiefin like we indians.
We be on that kryptonite, you know we be gettin right, and all he wanna know, is can he take me to his crib tonite.
And Im like, Im the comma, Queen of NY comma, Remy Ma's a problem, I only fuck with drama.
See I be on it on it.
All night, yo I be on it on it.

[Talking:]
Do you kno where her mouth has been?
See it's crazy cause dudes be wifein bitches
Not even knowin not even knowin
You just wifed a striaght jump skeezy nigga
[Chorus:]
Your little sister is a
Jump Jump
Even your wifey is a
Jump Jump
You baby mother is a
Jump Jump
I heard your daughter was a
Jump Jump
[Verse 1:]
Don't try to compare Rem to little wack hood rats
I can rap I'm back some of these bitches need to get smacked
See you be huggin humpin lovin and lustin her but
I came here to tell u that you girl is a {Jump}
Striaght hoe real hoe think people don't know
That you be suckin and fuckin but you ain't low
See you really think you all that cause your ass fat
But my niggas fucked they said your pussy wiggidy wiggidy wack
And you be stuntin and frontin you let them pump for nothin
And now you callin and talkin like you ain't hump his cousin
See niggas talk so be careful where you sleep at
Cause when they tell me that they beat I believe that
[Chorus:]
Jump Jump
Your little sister is a
Jump Jump
Even your wifey is a
Jump Jump
Your baby mother is a
Jump Jump
A ha a ha
You kno yo girl is a
Jump Jump
Your little shorty is a
Jump Jump
I heard your daughter was a
Jump Jump
[Verse 2:]
4 in the morning knockin {knockin}
You know she at his crib blowin cock and
She went from camera phone straight to dvd {yea u kno me}
Told them that she was slurpin and slobberin and she swallowed it all down
See mad niggas I knew that's blowin her back
Pussy got madd mileage but she still ain't got jacked
Every time she fucked she was drunk... is that coincidental?
{Act u kno don't be claiming that it's mental}
You just a slut bag whore definition of a ghetto bird
Don't get it twisted they got bigger sluts in the burbs
But I ain't really worried bout u likin me cause ma yous a J-U-M-P
[Chorus:]
Jump Jump
Your little sister is a
Jump Jump
Even your wifey is a
Jump Jump
Your baby mother is a
Jump Jump
A ha a ha
You kno yo girl is a
Jump Jump
Your little shorty is a
Jump Jump
I heard your daughter was a

You look like a bitch gotcha face all bent up
I like a pimp got my gators and my pimp
You take orders and run errands
I take vactions with killers and four time felons
You outside on line like where the weed
I'm inside getting high V.I.P stats
You where the rats and the D's at
I'm where the B's and the C's and the real O.G's at
Ayo the girl spits harder than most dudes
I give it to you on any given sunday like soul food
I aint even gotta double my vocals
I do a main scence that lives and the rest is produce
I'm in the booth wit no shoes and my chain be bangin the mic so I don't got on no jewels
I'm so hot and I done told you
You aint no kiddin to me so basically I don't know you
You don't know me homie I clap you with yo heat
If this was a lake
I'd be a mother fucking Ojay
Set off the sirens form thy alliance
Its a four alarm blaze and I'm on fire
I was talking to Kanye and I heard the wire
That I'm the truth and your a liar
I'm the queen of rap and there is none higher and all you slut bag hoers should call me sire
I'm like fuck that this is it
All these other chicks is wack and I'm the shit
See I'm from New York so I repped the Knicks
I'mma I'mma Husslin I could get them bricks
They say my flow is crazy and I could spit and I rap as if I had a dick
Bitches is bad but I'm that bitch
Listen I'm so above the average
Now my walk is mean but my whip is sick
I can't stand a clown but I love a trick
I see a group of dudes and I take my pick
Like you you and you with the Timbs hi nice to meet you my name is Rem
I don't drive a caddy but I'm stuntin like a pimp struct
With a diddy bop looking something like a lick
I cleaned up my money now I'm filthy fucking rich (shit)
See I'm from where niggas stash packs in the backs of their ball sack and pump crack, yak, D, weed and that
Put more baking soda in there coke to get more back
Roc Timberlands uptowns White Tees and sports hats
We kill all rats tell lies cheat and steal
Tints pitch black even gotta em on the windsheild
Liscense suspended Vehicles rented
Warrants open cases several offenses
No phone no cable notices of eviction
Parents is addicted kids don't listen
No rules no school no food in the kitchen and the staircase and elevator smell like piss
You can only talk tough if you do tough things
If you aint from around here you better tuck them blings

He put the gun in my hand
I took my hand and put the gun in my pants
I took my pants and pulled them up on my ass
I got the cash out my pocket dropped it
And got my ass outta dodge
Put into the car started it stepped on the gas
Looked at the dash see 95 really seem fast when you so fucking mad and so fucking high
And you can't stop crying
Oh shit i just ran a stop sign fuck it its nothing
This nigga got me stressing
I can't believe he got me bugging
Now i'm driving reckless i can't even see and my high beams ain't even helping
But nobody be really using the streets before 7
I got the peddle to the metal like i lost my mind
And i ain't even see the school crossing sign
Car in the faster gear wind blowing in my hair
Seat belt, light blinking, but i don't care
Somebody crossing the street cam outta no where
Ran right into them body flew in the air
Oh my GOD my face already covered with tears
Saying my prayers i ain't even say i swear
I thoguht off of reflex saw blood every where
Mostly around the head of the litlle girl holding a teddy bear
I'm sorry all i can hear is i want my mommy
Then i ain't hear nothing from the little girls body
I'm scared but i can't stop what i'm gon do
First thing the cops gon say was that it was drug influence
They ain't gon understand what this nigga was doin
How he made me drive fast when i should've be cruising
And they probably ain't gon believe that it wasn't they weed and shorty
just popped up in the middle of the street
And they really gon be hating wit this gun on my waist
And i checked shorty pulse and i don't think she gon make it
Dial 911 or damn should i run
I'm just weighing out my options before some body come
If i stay i go to jail if i run i'll be wrong
This is taking to long
Fuck it i'm gone
HIT AND RUN
Damn i shoulda hit my brakes
HIT AND RUN
Sometimes we all make mistakes
HIT AND RUN
I guess i'm not that heartless
HIT AND RUN

Ha, Yea Nigga...
What the fuck?
Li-Li-Li-Li-Li-Listen, Listen, Listen
Bitches better spit some shit, cause when I get my pen you know is a problem.
Niggas think cause Rem got money, that I won't fuckin rob them.
Attitude, you should call me Diddy, the way I'm boppin.
Keep a, deuce deuce, like O-G, Bobby Johnson.
But this ain't South Central, I'm from the Boogie Down Bronx.
Miss Queen on NY, you just a princess in the projects.
A bitch bunny with no money, these hoes sho' is funny.
Go cash your wic checks bitch,
ain't yo kids hungry.
By the way ya' kids loves me,
and ya man loves me.
And it just gets worst, I don't think you understand honey.
You see I call him daddy,
and he calls me baby.
And your son is so cute, he calls me pretty lady.
And your daughter spoil rotten, I know you really hate me...Damn what has your man done for you lately?
It's crazy I know he's never there when you need him, cause from the A.M. to the P.M. we be fuckin when I see him.
We be touching, sucking, humpin, lustin, lovin when I see him.
You be buggin, I'm wassup, it's really nothing when I see him.
When you see me you get sick, you know I'm doing my thang. You probably puked, cause I'm cute, when you saw me in king.
And whats really fucked up, is that my album's coming soon, Got-damn it must really suck to be you, but its hot to be me.
You ain't got to think of me.

We up in this room (Yea)
I'm here putting it down on you (mmm)
Now your pushing back At me and I don't want to let you leave
But baby girl You feel so good
Lil mama tha thing is so good
Girl the way that moving so good
I wanna do it again do it again (so good)
Stop acting crazy imma keep it real
C I just need some one that gives me something I could feel
Have a little small talk and a nite on the town
It could all be yours if you go a nother round
Don't wanna loose you in it cuz the groove iz in it
But it really don't matter long as you be in it
Boo wats gotten in to you
I told you I got a interview but you wanna get intimate
Why you tryna get in to it
Baby I noe you got moves to make
But you ain't leaving till I get a nother taste
I ain't ashamed to say you got a nigga open babe
And imma need some more b4 you get away
(ooooh)
We up in this room (Yea)
I'm here putting it down on you (mmm)
Now your pushing back At me and I don't want to let you leave
But baby girl You feel so good
Lil mama tha thing is so good
Girl the way that moving so good
I wanna do it again do it again (so good)
Yea you pushed further and I'm seeing that you loving it
I'm pushed back and got you calling out ma government like Reminisce
I'm really feeling this and I don't like to kiss but I really like ya lips
See I'm tryna hold it but I cant control it
Ma mind is telling me stop but my body it keeps going
You want me to stay but I wish I could
Another day but tell me why I should
Baby I noe you got moves to make
But you ain't leaving till I get a nother taste
I ain't ashamed to say you got a nigga open babe
And imma need some more b4 you get away
(ooooh)
We up in this room (ooowowo)
I'm here putting it down on you (mmm)
Now your pushing back At me and I don't want to let you leave
Cuz baby girl You feel so good
Lil mama tha thing is so good
Girl the way that moving so good
I wanna do it again do it again (so good)
So good you cant even keep your hands off
So good you feel you need to go and put ya mans on
You got ya black berry off and your phone vibrating
And all you wanna noe iz why ma legs keep shaking
See we both grown and I noe wen the feel is rite
And wat you saying is making me wanna spend the nite
And now I focused and I'm open cuz ya noticed me
And I was hoping you'd say can I take you home with me
Baby I noe you got moves to make
But you ain't leaving till I get a nother taste
I ain't ashamed to say you got a nigga open babe
And imma need some more b4 you get away
(ooooh)
We up in this room (We up in this room)
I'm here putting it down on you (owowowoo yea)
Now your pushing back At me don't want to let you leave
But baby girl You feel so good
Lil mama tha thing is so good
And baby girl you feel so good
Girl the way that moving so good
I wanna do it again do it again (so good)
Baby I noe you got moves to make
But you ain't leaving till I get a nother taste
I ain't ashamed to say you got a nigga open babe
And imma need some more b4 you get away
(ooooh)
We up in this room (Yea)
I'm here putting it down on you (mmm)
Now your pushing back At me and I don't want to let you leave
But baby girl You feel so good
Lil mama tha thing is so good
Girl the way that moving so good

Everyday I'm fucking him
Everyday I'm fucking him
Everyday I'm fucking him
Everyday I'm Everyday I'm
Everyday I'm fucking him
Everyday I'm fucking him
Everyday I'm fucking him
Everyday I'm fuckin him
(like 1 in tha mornin' like 2 in tha mornin' like 3 in the mornin' like 4 in tha mornin')
Everyday I'm fucking him
Everyday I'm fucking him
Everyday I'm Everyday I'm
Everyday I'm fucking him
Everyday I'm fucking him
Everyday I'm fucking him
Fucking him, fucking him
Everyday I'm fucking him
Who that rapper chick from da Bronx, Tha Queen Of NY
Hair half black and half blond dats Remy Ma
I give him head I give him twat I give him crack
I keep him coming back (wat) I keep him coming back (wat)
I'm into rough sex (rough sex), You could tie me up (tie me up)
And if I'm running late my nigga prolly tie me up
I know Janet Jackie (Janet Jackie) Heater Hunter (heather hunter)
The real Heather Hunter she done fucked a 100 brothaz
Don't want no little Jonhs (nah) this ain't TVT (uh huh)
I need an Andaconda we could make a DVD (ok)
Yep my ass fat (my ass fat) my titties right (my titties right)
my pussy wet so you know we water pipe
He said he love it when I ride it like I ride a bike
I said if you ride a dick, bitch you betta ride it right
Everyday I'm Fucking Him
Everyday I'm Fucking Him
Everyday I'm Fucking Him
Everyday I'm Everyday I'm
Everyday I'm Fucking Him
Everyday I'm Fucking Him
Everyday I'm Everyday I'm
Everyday I'm Fucking Him
I'm not a porno star, but I'm like a porno star
His dick be real hard, dick be, dick be real hard
I fucked him raw (you fucked him raw) I fucked him raw (yea)
dick be real hard, dick be, dick be real hard
they ain't neva heard Remy Ma talking all dis dirty talk
I'm like the Breast Cancer Marathon
Cause I run New York
My shoes is sick and I got the meanest walk
but at any giving moment I'll buy out tha sneaker store
Seeing me in person is like seeing someone you neva seen before
T.V. does me no justice plus I'm a bugle off
don't know 'bout dem otha broads
them who buss love that cause (yep)
I got some good pussy, sure you call me good pussy, I got a good pussy
and a bad dog, a swimming pool, and a hammock in my back yard
Everyday I'm fucking him
Everyday I'm fucking him
Everyday I'm Everyday I'm
Everyday I'm fucking him
Everyday I'm fucking him
Everyday I'm fucking him
Everyday I'm fucking him
Everyday I'm Fucking Him
(like 1 in tha mornin' like 2 in tha mornin' like 3 in the mornin' like 4 in tha mornin')
Everyday I'm fucking him
Everyday I'm Everyday I'm
Everyday I'm fucking him
Everyday I'm fucking him
Everyday I'm fucking him
Fuckin him, fucking him

"All you nigga's, callin' here for my mommy..
Stay Off Her Shit!.....like that daddy?"
(first unheard message)
"Now you don't wanna answer the phone, fuckin' bitch!
that's why i fucked the shit out'chu, fuckin bitch!
i hope all them Terror Squad nigga's is runnin' through you, fuckin bitch!
and imma call the radio staion and tell em'i fucked the shit out you
and i had my dick in ya mouth you ' bitch!
Fuckin' Hate you, you fuckin dirty bitch!
Wack ass Pussy, i ain't callin you no..neva again.
Next time i see you imma juss...put my dick right in
your mouth you bitch!"
(BEEP..message erased)
"Yaooo....yo call me back yo,..just playin yo.
yo call me back yo...yo im just...you no wha i mean?
just wanna talk to you for a minute....k?....aight."
(BEEP..message erased)
"Hello Remy...you don't know me but i just want you to know that im
aware of the fact that your the bitch that's fuckin' my man. And umm.....when his phone be ringin' ova
and ova again early in the morning...that'd be me. He lives with me...he loves me, im not going no where,
we have thirty three kids together..know what im sayin'? i like your music too he's just a little star
struck right now, so if your a real bitch like you say you are then you'll fall back!...and tell him when
he get home.....IM FUCKIN HIM UP!!"
(BEEP..Message erased)
"YO Rem..iss me...whoever you with, ditch that nigga. Im with 2 nigga's right now and they ready to do
EVERYTHING son....everything. Yo, one nigga talking about There's Something About Remy...check this out
when you get this message bring the dutches wit'chu when you come..and son...this time....do not forget

See this ain't nuttin that you use to
Out of the ordinary unusual
You got to have the mind of state like I'm so great
Can't nobody do it like you do
Miraculous, phenomenal and ain't nobody in here stopping you
Show no love cus you whut's up
Look at ya self in the mirror like what da fuck
Damn I look good and cant nobody freak it like I could
Yea ok I got a little fat but
My shorty tell me he like it like that
I'm happy
Another nigga never can't be
I'm so outstanding
Don't care if they can't stand me
I'm sittin on top of the world like brandy
See I look to good for this necklace
And I look to good to be wearing this
You know I look way too good to be innocent
I'm conceited I got a reason
See I look to good to be driving that
And I look to good to be buying that
You know I look way to good to be trying that
I'm conceited I got a reason
Now who's that peaking in my window
Nobody cus I live in a penthouse
Baby I'm sorry but I'm sexy
And all I want you to do is just bless me, lets see
This kid that I'm waiting on
He said he loves when my jeans look painted on
Wit a tight white tee, you ain't quite like me
Probably why I'm always getting hated on
Now shorty trynna push up on me like a wonder bra
Listen when I speak out I wouldn't want you take it wrong
Now number one I don't need you
Ya names Q I only see you wen I see you
Listen two you neva play me
Why is that?? why is that??
Cus I'm such a fuckin lady
And three is all about me I don't want to talk about it
If you love to hear it here it go
Here you go I wrote a song about it
See I look to good to be fuckin you
And I look to good to be loving you
You know I look way to good to stuck with you
I'm conceited I got a reason
See I look to good to be gettin with
And I look to good to be having kids
You know I look way to good to be in da crib
I'm conceited I got a reason
I don't know what I'm doing
I cant stop my body done moving
I'm boppin and poppin to the music
He's watching me and he's bout to lose it
I'm droppin that hotta den drop it like its hot
Face down ass up, on some new shit
I'm out of control wit it
Dip it low pick it up slow poke it out now roll wit it
My thong showin but its cool my shoes go wit it
Now all I need is a room wit a pole in it
See I look good and I'm knowin it
But I was never to proud to be showin it
See I look to good for this necklace
And I look to good to be wearing this
You know I look way too good to be innocent
I'm conceited I got a reason
See I look to good to be driving that
And I look to good to be buying that
You know I look way to good to be trying that
I'm conceited I got a reason
See I look to good to be fuckin you
And I look to good to be loving you
You know I look way to good to stuck with you
I'm conceited I got a reason
See I look to good to be gettin with
And I look to good to be having kids
You know I look way to good to be in da crib

Said, I got it and Imma take it
an give it to these bitches.
And once I start, ain't no stoppin, Im talkin no intermission.
I know these bitches be listenin,
steady think Im dissin them.
But they pussy, they ain't tryin to fuck with Reminisce and them.
My flow gotta cold and Im really gettin sick in them.
Im spittin holy water,
they don't want me to glisten them.
Im from murda murda, Castle Hill.
I pullout the burna burna and melt yo ice grill.
Remy Martin, ain't no bitch ill as me.
Only chick I like is Lauren, and she hennessy.
Call me infinity, aint no end of me.
You ain't a blood relative, you a fuckin enemy.
I smoke a lot of weed, but I got a lot of energy.
Type to fuck your man in your crib where your dinner be.
Wearing yo robe, makin noise while your kids are sleep.
Call you on the phone, so you can hear him while he's dickin me.
Yea I know you feelin me. These females be killin me.
Im a grown ass women, so yall cant be kiddin me.
Need a laxative, cause yall bitches cant do shit to me.
Know you a hoe, you cant change identities.
See, I bust guns, I got keys, you in the studio like...
"Im tryin to catch the beat."
You really think you better than me, bet ya G, bet ya keys, whatever I got extra cheese.
Like a hamburger, no dude you ever heard of, is anywhere next to my next shell burner.
Its a problem out the gate, and you know they gon' hate, when they rewind the tape and they hear that nigga Gates.

[Talking:]
Do you kno where her mouth has been?
See its crzy cuz dudes be wifein bitches
Not even knowin not even knowin
You jus wifed a striaght jump skeezy nigga
[Chorus:]
Your little sister is a
Jump Jump
Even your wifey is a
Jum Jump
You baby mother is a
Jump Jump
I heard your daughter was a
Jump Jump
[Verse 1:]
Dont try to compare Rem to little wack hood rats
I can rap im back some of these bitches need to get smaked
See you be huggin humpin lovin and lustin her butt
I came hea to tell u that you girl is a {Jump}
Striaght hoe real hoe think people dont know
That you be suckin and fuckin but you aint low
See cleary you think you all that cuz your ass phat
But my niggas fucked they said your pussy wiggidy wiggidy wack
And you be stuntin and frontin you let them hump on nothin
And now you callin and talkin like you aint hump his cousin
See niggas talk so be careful where you sleep at
Cuz when they tell me that they beat I believe that
[Chorus:]
Jump Jump
Your little sister is a
Jump Jump
Even your wifey is a
Jump Jump
Your baby mother is a
Jump Jump
A ha a ha
You kno yo girl is a
Jump Jump
Your little shorty is a
Jump Jump
I heard your daughter was a
Jump Jump
[Verse 2:]
4 in the morning knockin {knockin}
You know she at a sqaure blowin cock and
She went from camera phone straight to dvd {yea u kno me}
Told them that she was slurpin and slobberin and she swallowed it all down
See mad niggas i knew thats blowin her back
Pussy got madd molished but she still aint got track
Every time she fucked she was drunk as like it was a dental
{And like u kno dont be claiming that its mental}
You just a slut bag whore definition of a ghetto bird
Dont get it twisted they got bigger sluts in the burgs
But I aint really worried bout u likin me cuz ma yous a J-U-M-P
[Chorus:]
Jump Jump
Your little sister is a
Jump Jump
Even your wifey is a
Jump Jump
Your baby mother is a
Jump Jump
A ha a ha
You kno yo girl is a
Jump Jump
Your little shorty is a
Jump Jump
I heard your daughter was a

(REMY MA:)
He put the gun in my hand
I took my hand and put the gun in my pants
I took my pants and pulled them up on my ass
I got the cash out my pocket dropped it
And got my ass outta dodge
Put into the car started it stepped on the gas
Looked at the dash see 95 really seem fast when you so fucking mad and so fucking high
And you can't stop crying
Oh shit i just ran a stop sign fuck it its nothing
This nigga got me stressing
I can't believe he got me bugging
Now i'm driving reckless i can't even see and my high beams ain't even helping
But nobody be really using the streets before 7
I got the peddle to the metal like i lost my mind
And i ain't even see the school crossing sign
Car in the faster gear wind blowing in my hair
Seat belt, light blinking, but i don't care
Somebody crossing the street cam outta no where
Ran right into them body flew in the air
Oh my GOD my face already covered with tears
Saying my prayers i ain't even say i swear
I thoguht off of reflex saw blood every where
Mostly around the head of the litlle girl holding a teddy bear
I'm sorry all i can hear is i want my mommy
Then i ain't hear nothing from the little girls body
I'm scared but i can't stop what i'm gon do
First thing the cops gon say was that it was drug influence
They ain't gon understand what this nigga was doin
How he made me drive fast when i should've be cruising
And they probably ain't gon believe that it wasn't they weed and shorty
just popped up in the middle of the street
And they really gon be hating wit this gun on my waist
And i checked shorty pulse and i don't think she gon make it
Dial 911 or damn should i run
I'm just weighing out my options before some body come
If i stay i go to jail if i run i'll be wrong
This is taking to long
Fuck it i'm gone
(Hook)
HIT AND RUN
Damn i shoulda hit my brakes
HIT AND RUN
Sometimes we all make mistakes
HIT AND RUN
I guess i'm not that heartless
HIT AND RUN

[Talking:]
Do you kno where her mouth has been?
See its crzy cuz dudes be wifein bitches
Not even knowin not even knowin
You jus wifed a striaght jump skeezy nigga
[Chorus:]
Your little sister is a
Jump Jump
Even your wifey is a
Jum Jump
You baby mother is a
Jump Jump
I heard your daughter was a
Jump Jump
[Verse 1:]
Dont try to compare Rem to little wack hood rats
I can rap im back some of these bitches need to get smaked
See you be huggin humpin lovin and lustin her butt
I came hea to tell u that you girl is a {Jump}
Striaght hoe real hoe think people dont know
That you be suckin and fuckin but you aint low
See cleary you think you all that cuz your ass phat
But my niggas fucked they said your pussy wiggidy wiggidy wack
And you be stuntin and frontin you let them hump on nothin
And now you callin and talkin like you aint hump his cousin
See niggas talk so be careful where you sleep at
Cuz when they tell me that they beat I believe that
[Chorus:]
Jump Jump
Your little sister is a
Jump Jump
Even your wifey is a
Jump Jump
Your baby mother is a
Jump Jump
A ha a ha
You kno yo girl is a
Jump Jump
Your little shorty is a
Jump Jump
I heard your daughter was a
Jump Jump
[Verse 2:]
4 in the morning knockin {knockin}
You know she at a sqaure blowin cock and
She went from camera phone straight to dvd {yea u kno me}
Told them that she was slurpin and slobberin and she swallowed it all down
See mad niggas i knew thats blowin her back
Pussy got madd molished but she still aint got track
Every time she fucked she was drunk as like it was a dental
{And like u kno dont be claiming that its mental}
You just a slut bag whore definition of a ghetto bird
Dont get it twisted they got bigger sluts in the burgs
But I aint really worried bout u likin me cuz ma yous a J-U-M-P
[Chorus:]
Jump Jump
Your little sister is a
Jump Jump
Even your wifey is a
Jump Jump
Your baby mother is a
Jump Jump
A ha a ha
You kno yo girl is a
Jump Jump
Your little shorty is a
Jump Jump
I heard your daughter was a

January to December 12 months of the year
60 seconds in a min it's a problem when I see her
7 days of the week alternate sides of the street I'm a drag that bitch like the motha fuckin beat
That's word to me I'm a smack her when I see her you the type to be like I'm a ask her when I see her
Still be scared to death you walk pass me when you see her
See I treat her like a check and straight cash her when I see her
I'm a leave her when I see her, casadea when I see her
It's me bitches yea swiss beata when I see her
See it's on when I see her, she a gonna when I see her
Word is bond I'm on her, I'm a stomp her when I see her
I'm a put hands on her, I'm a snatch her when I see her
Like my lil' cousin pat say trash her when I see her
These broads is garbage I be laughing when I see her
They be copin pleads like "girl what happened? " when I see her
I don't question her when I see her, I address her when I see her
Wash her up and permanently press her when I see her
Apply pressure when I see her, disrespect her when I see her
This is chess but I'm a chin check her when I see her
I don't give a fuck yup! I'm a duff her when I see her
I swear to my motha I'm a snuff her when I see her
It's nothing when I see her, No it's something when I see her
That bitch best bets to start runing when I see her
I DARE HER TO TALK BACK AND START FRONTIN WHEN I SEE HER
I just might snap and start grillin when I see her
Now I'm a step to her like a grown women when I see her
Nahh I'm lien ya'll already know I'm dumbin when I see her
Yeahh I'm comein when I see her
See it's over when I see her
So don't act like I ain't already told ya'll when I see her
I'm a ethanal like Nas did Hova when I see her, and then come back like H.O.V did and take over when I see her
Ya'll could call me Diddy cause I ain't stopin when I see her
I ain't lil' mama put my lip gloss popin when I see her
She ain't rockin when I see her, cause I'm rollin when I see her

Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up (Man, man)
It? s whateva, whateva, whateva, it? s whateva, whateva, whateva, whateva, it? s whateva
See if the God say get her imma get her
I? ll have her wit a pillow where the casket won? t fit her
The only reason I hit her was she kept talkin? greasy
Lil? jump skeezy betta ask somebody who I be
See I? m R to tha Ez, it's mid-summer got on long sleeves 'cause my arms stay freezin?
I gets fly for no reason, see I got money but it's always robbin? season
See hip hop needs me, the beats is Swizz, the girl is sick and please believe, that imma start, see every damn night I ball? is blue and grey like Seton Hall
Chorus
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up (Man, man)
It? s whateva, whateva, whateva, it? s whateva, whateva, whateva, whateva, it? s whateva
Yea see Rem is a monster, I? m raps MVP the star on the roster
Officially a boogie-down Bronxer, Terror Squad ain? t the Brady Bunch and I ain? t Marcia
My shits so butter they should call me Marge
And I ain? t gotta be boss just as long as I? m in charge
And whateva I say goes, so if I say NO, don? t ask why just assume it's because I say SO
I? ve been doin it too long, ain? t nothin? me, I? ll run through ur lil? gated community
You know how the girl be, I? m a show stopper, I? ll give it to you early before the toast pops up
Chorus
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up (Man, man)
It? s whateva, whateva, whateva, it? s whateva, whateva, whateva, whateva, it? s whateva
See this goes out to my Bx crew, put your hands up in the air if you feel me
Fuck em? all day, fuck em? all night, treat niggas like hoes
It? s whateva like a four long blaze, and I? m hotter then hoes that work at the Days Inn
People tryin? to make shit to make niggas bop, I make shit they play that get niggas shot
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Right hand got a blunt, left hand got a cup
And you already know the rules don? t apply to us
We gon? do what we do, it? s whateva 2 fuck
We got the fly shit here we go, drivin? backwards down the one like Big in the hypnotized video
Bang this in your stereo, turn it higher, now everybody light your lighters
Chorus
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up (Man, man)

Fuck Outta here Nigga......
No Bet....Chill!!
See the girls back home like mulberry
now they call me Hag&daaz; cuz I got ice i got cream in my car cherry
remy ma ready...
and not to contradict my name, see i dont play the bar heavy.
Imma pothead so even if my eyes not red, I aint got an enemy thas not dead.
Oh you a hothead i'll leave ya head hot,
you know i got lead when you see that red dot
and plus im dead nice these bitches dead not
my chain flinstone, bracelet bedrock
and when im not in Miami its hot like Miami
I got twin glocks call em cotton & candy
I got 2 cousins that get it poppin named tequila & brandy.
I spent like 10 thousand just shopping for panties
Know these bitches cant stand me
Catch me hoppin out that Cadi
Shawty gased up cuz im frontin and im callin him daddy
(CHORUS)
If he aint a nigga then im like...
No Bet Chill
Ih he dont keep it hood im like...
No bet chill
If he aint actin ryte, if he aint packin like 9 inches then im like..
No bet chill
If he aint gettin dough then im like...No bet chill
He dont want me to smoke, he tying stupid shit like im a groupie bitch then im gon flip yea right...
No bet chill
Verse 2:
Homie I aint impressed cuz you dropped 450 on a new jersey
I just dropped 450 on a crib in New jersey but im from South bronk muthafucka u heard me &
I can tell you a bird cuz you get up to early.
U actin, askin whos really that bitch. I know a fever when I see it you aint really that sick
I spit full blown, you a mile cold.
Im 21 yrs young yall bitch wild old
Can tell you in ya 40s like you pushin 40.
got like 4 kids and trynna be somebody's shawty
Stop... you really need to lay off the cock, yall bitches bacardi breezy anr im remy on da rocks
WATCH.. an i aint talkin bout a chain or a watch im talkin sum joey crack shit im bout to get a match and u know da summer comin I can use another drop.
Got the ghetto barbie, but i got a lil pop... POP
(CHORUS)
If he aint a nigga then im like...
No Bet Chill
Ih he dont keep it hood im like...
No bet chill
If he aint actin ryte, if he aint packin like 9 inches then im like..
No bet chill
If he aint gettin dough then im like...No bet chill
He dont want me to smoke, he tying stupid shit like im a groupie bitch then im gon flip yea right...
No bet chill
See i know how to rhyme and im nice on da mic, and i know how to ride cuz in nyce on dem bikes.
And not for nutten im da type to wife see i can cook and clean, but i like to fight
I had dis shawty like to bite i called em iron mike changed it to jack frost cuz he started buying ice.
If im lying, im flying never catch me crying
you'd think i was down with the clipse the way i be grinding
alot of chics is sick, but im the sickest one i got 99 problems and a dick aint one. i got 99 guns and i still aint done
until this day i wish that i could bring back Pun
yea i know u cant take it kid see it wears the pants in this relationship but you gotta luv me cuz im so real and bitches try 2 hate im like...
No Bet chill
What do you do i luv you?
Of course i luv you , i luv all yall!!!
YEA... Larsen