Remy Ma Album

Shit sometimes you got to fool em sometimes you got to send a woman to do a mans job namean in dis case ma gurl here like a grown motherf***ing man yall niggaz betta lay low catch you in a hurting namean blow ya ballz off nigga

What?
you mean i'm ya second favorite famale rapper...
you crazy?
i'm better than most niggaz...Suck my dick

[Verse one]
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,
Lyricsjewels 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

[Hook]
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

[Dude talking]
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

[Verse two]
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
and if i love a nigga,remy love a nigga ta death

[Hook]

[Remy Talkin]

[Verse 1:]
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....

[chorus]
Niggaz bring ya gunz and ya 9'z along
Why?
LyricsRemy 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

[Verse 2:]
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

[Chorus 1x]

[Verse 3:]
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
some.........

[Chorus 1x....then fade]

(feat. Fat Joe)

[Remy:] This is, this is, this is this, this is

[Fat Joe:] R to the Eezy

[Remy:] Listen, listen, listen, listen

[Fat Joe:] M to the wizzeye, u so flizzye, OWWW, Brah Brah Aint nobody fuckin wit my bitch, u heard me!

[Hook]
[Fat Joe:] 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
[Remy:] Why dont u pull up to my bumper baby
[Fat Joe:] U want the flow thats sick
[Remy:] Well thats me
[Fat Joe:] U talkin bout the coldest bitch
[Remy:] Well thats me
[Fat Joe:] Exclusive clothes from Italy
[Remy Ma:] See thats me, cuz aint nobody fuckin wit me, me, me me, me, me, me

[Remy:] When u hear that this is this is, u know its a hit.
LyricsYou 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!!!!

[Hook]
[Fat Joe:] 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
[Remy:] Why dont u pull up to my bumper baby
[Fat Joe:] U want the flow thats sick
[Remy:] Well thats me
[Fat Joe:] U talkin bout the coldest bitch
[Remy:] Well thats me
[Fat Joe:] Exclusive clothes from Italy
[Remy Ma:] See thats me, cuz aint nobody fuckin wit me, me, me me, me, me, me

[Remy:] 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!

[Hook]
[Fat Joe:] 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
[Remy:] Why dont u pull up to my bumper baby
[Fat Joe:] U want the flow thats sick
[Remy:] Well thats me
[Fat Joe:] U talkin bout the coldest bitch
[Remy:] Well thats me
[Fat Joe:] Exclusive clothes from Italy
[Remy Ma:] See thats me, cuz aint nobody fuckin wit me, me, me 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
Lyrics

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 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

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 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

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 whuteva, whuteva, whuteva, it’s whuteva, whuteva, whuteva, whuteva, it’s whuteva

Voice Mail Greeting:
KID:
all u niggaz, callin' here for my mommy, say all for shit! Like that daddy?

(First Unheard Message:)

Guy:
now u don't answer the phone, fuckin bitch. that's why i fucked the shit outta you u fuckin bitch! i hope all them terror squad niggaz is runnin thru u u fuckin bitch! and i'ma call the radio station about how i fucked the shit outta u and i had my dick in ur mouth u bitch! i fuckin hate chu u fuckin dirrty bitch. fuckin black ass pussy, i ain't callin u neva again! next time i see u i'ma put my dick right in ur mouth u bitch!

(Click - Message Erased)

(Guy:)
yooo! call me back yo! i was just playin yo! call me back yo just, nah mean? i wanna talk to you for a minute. k? alright

(Click - Message Erased)

(Girl:)
hello remy? u dont' know me but i'm just aware of the fact that you're the bitch that's fuckin my man. and when his phone be ringing over and over again, early in the morning, that would be me. he lives with me. he loves me. i'm not going no where. we have 33 kids together. u know i'm sayin, i like your music too, he's just alil star struck right now. if you're a real bitch like u say u are then fall back! and tell him when he get home, i'm fuckin him up!

(Click - Message Erased)

(Girl:)
yo rem, itz me! whoever u with, ditch that nigga! i'm with two niggaz right now and they ready to do EVERYTHING son! EVERYTHING! yo, one nigga talkin bout, there's sum um bout remy... check this out, when u get this messege, bring the dutches wit chu when u come, and son, this time, DO NOT FORGET THE CAM CORDER!

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
Lyrics
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
I'm conceited I got a reason

(feat. Ne-Yo)

[Ne-Yo]
We up in this room (Yea)
Im here puttin it down on you (mmm)
Now your pushin back At me and i dont want to let you leave
But baby girl You feel so good
Lil mama tha thing is so good
Girl the way that movin so good
I wanna do it again do it again (so good)

[Remy]
Stop actin crazy imma keep it real
C i just need some one that gives me sumthin 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
Dont wanna loose you in it cuz the groove iz in it
But it really dont matter long as you be in it
Boo wats gotten in to you
I told you i got a interview but you wanna get intement
Why you tryna get in to it
Lyrics
[Ne-Yo]
Baby i noe you got moves to make
But you aint leavin till i get a nother taste
I aint 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)
Im here puttin it down on you (mmm)
Now your pushin back At me and i dont want to let you leave
But baby girl You feel so good
Lil mama tha thing is so good
Girl the way that movin so good
I wanna do it again do it again (so good)

[Remy]
Yea you pushen futher and im seeing that you lovin it
Im pushen back and got you callin out ma goverment like remenice
Im really feelin this and i dont like to kiss but i really like ya lips
See im tryna hold it but i cant control it
Ma mind is tellin me stop but my it keeps goin
You want me to stay but i wish i could
Another day but tell me why i should

[Ne-Yo]
Baby i noe you got moves to make
But you aint leavin till i get a nother taste
I aint 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)
Im here puttin it down on you (mmm)
Now your pushin back At me and i dont want to let you leave
Cuz baby girl You feel so good
Lil mama tha thing is so good
Girl the way that movin so good
I wanna do it again do it again (so good)

[Remy]
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 shakin
See we both grown and i noe wen the feel is rite
And wat you sayin is makin me wanna spend the nite
And now i focused and im open cuz ya noticed me
And i was hoping youd say can i take you home with me

[Ne-Yo]
Baby i noe you got moves to make
But you aint leavin till i get a nother taste
I aint 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)
Im here puttin it down on you (owowowoo yea)
Now your pushin back At me dont 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 movin so good
I wanna do it again do it again (so good)

Baby i noe you got moves to make
But you aint leavin till i get a nother taste
I aint 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)
Im here puttin it down on you (mmm)
Now your pushin back At me and i dont want to let you leave
But baby girl You feel so good
Lil mama tha thing is so good
Girl the way that movin so good
I wanna do it again do it again (so good)

[Hook:]
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

[Verse 1:]
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
LyricsSet 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

[Hook 1X]

[Verse 2:]
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)

[Hook 1X]

[Verse 3:]
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
Only difference between me and you is that I got out the hood but the hood is still in me

[Hook 1X]

(feat. Big Pun)

[Intro]
Let me make love, love to you
Let me thrill you with my song
Let me replace the love and the faith...

[CHORUS:]
[Big Pun]
Could it be your fallin in love
With a thug right now,
Could it be your fallin in love
With a thug's life style
Could it be your fallin in love
Right now, Right now, Right Nooooow

[Remy]
Could it be, it can't be hun I'm callin ya bluff
I must be high off this weed cuz I ain't fallin in love
All that I eva dreamed off was fuckin a thug
So I could bust a few sluggs and sell a little drugs
LyricsBe up in the benz chillin rollin ya blunts
Have the Spanish mommies illin cuz I'm sittin in front
And niggas on the block sick like what chu doin 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 frontin 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 jewls back and take another trip to see Jacob
Lovin 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,
cuz you ma boo and I can never say I hate you...

[CHORUS:]
[Big Pun]
Could it be your fallin in love
With a thug right now,
Could it be your fallin in love
With a thug's life style
Could it be your fallin in love
Right now, Right now, Right Nooooow

[Big Pun]
I swept you offa ya feet, you was just walkin crossin the street
And you was talkin 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 checkin'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 thought marnia was 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 was't long before we start bumpin'and Grindin'
Crushin her spine and had her soundin' like Busta was rhyming
Bustin' her hymen the sight of sex she start bustin 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?
[Remy] Come on daddy its yours... [echoing] its your, its your

[CHORUS:]
[Big Pun]
Could it be your fallin in love
With a thug right now,
Could it be your fallin in love
With a thug's life style
Could it be your fallin in love
Right now, Right now, Right Nooooow

See most niggaz call they girls when they wanna give a dick my shawtys call me when they wanna get a brick cuz even when im not spittin im still that
bitch in the the kitchen with the ... vision and the way I chef up make u hang your connect up see i garuntee 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 thats a profit see im like a profit and seee imma have all of my followers run
through ya projects and smack the shit out of anybody thats not on my dick see they playin 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.

[hook 2x]
I just copped a lil crib in the secret location laced it put a ...
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 thats word to grandma i copped the hammer on the block and blow ya face thats 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 dont know me lookin for the squad but see im by my lonely bitches gon pay like yall
mothafuckas owe me like puff n mase cant nobody hold me down from the boogy bronx style with my hoodie got pounds of the brown right on the boulevard
gettin so down in that mothafuckin tittie bar like fuck these bitches im tryna get pissy and im not gay so fuck the body look around its a sorry party
when i pull up in the pink benz with the powderpink 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 sayin fuck rem so now yall just fucked up

[hook 2x]

I aint too hard these broads is just too easy thats why everytime i rhyme i be doin em greasy please believe me im hot no matter the season i spit so
sick the track be sneezin hook be coughin got the whole studio freezin if you hit me and i hit you we still aint even cuz im not leavin till you stop
breathin aint nothin worst than gettin popped for no reason i wanna see shot laid out just leakin ya words cant come out cuz ya mouth keep bleedin ya
tanktop burgundy white tee burgundy I know yall bitches wishin that them niggaz wouldove murdered me REmy MA you know me if not you heard of me the reason
you gon have to invest in plastic surgery Im good with a hood n some tims fuck burglary my weed is on the island and my guns is out in Germany

[hook 2x]

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 i'm fuckin huntin you down

Oye rrraaaa
yo mocelo
boricua
Mocelo
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 armed see
im so from the bronx be
and all i really wanna see
is blood on the concrete
bodys in bags and
flowers on caskets
corpses swarmin'
with flies and maggots
innocent girls and boys
turn into bassets
I wan't bitches to die
deaths that are tragic
And niggaz fucked in they ass
turn into faggots
Lyricstheir balls cut off
and mailed to their parents
see i don't give a fuck
i'm a motha fuckin' savage
now ya'll tell me
what bitch is the baddest
miss remy con la queen
you need fire
tu sabes fuego esta aqui
pete paca rajo
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 tape quieta
this bitch got a bad temper
usted la puta no queda joder con nosotros
un mierda!

(Hook, Remny 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 ya vola diva la caba brota
si pregunta en la calle soy la que te flosa

(Remny Ma)
CMPR niggaz meant to
the bronx is where they went to
ima show ya'll mother fuckaz how to rhyme bilingual

(Ivy Queen)
uno quería hay que me tiene
dale dale hora hora

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 oppurtunity
my bitches is the ilest
so relly we don't gotta care
vete a la mierda
nigga get the fuck out of here
yo no juego
nigga i dont 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 plese canta la coro

(hook)

(Ivy Queen)
Ms. Remy con la queen
la hora no vamo' ha fuego

[Guy talking (Remy Ma talking):]

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
Lyrics(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)
I LOVE YOU

He put the gun in my hand. I took my hand and put the gun in my pants. I took my pants and pulled em up on my ass. Got the cash out my pocket. Dropped it and got my ass out of dodge. And put it into the car, started it. Stepped on the gas. Looked at the dash, 95 really don't seem fast when you so fuckin mad an u so fuckin high an u can't stop crying. Oh shit, I just ran a stop sign. Fuck it. Its nothing. This nigga got me stressin. I can't believe he got me buggin now I'm drivin reckless. I can't even see in my high beams ain't really helpin. But nobody really be using the street before 7. Got the pedal to the meadow like I lost my mind and ain't even see the school crossing sign. Car in the fastest. (Yeah) Wind blowin in my hair. Seat belt light blinkin but I don't care. Somebody crossed the street came out of no where, ran right into em, body flew in the air. Oh my God my face already covered with fear, sayin my prayers aint even see em, I swear. Hopped out off of reflex saw the blood everywhere, mostly round the head of a little girl holding a teddy bear, I'm sorry. All I can hear is I want my mommy. (Mommy) And then ain't hear nothing from the little girl body. I', scared, but I can't stop. What I'm gonna do? The first thing the cops gon say is it was drug influence. They ain't gon understand what this nigga was doing. How He made me drive fast when I should've been cruisin. And they probably won't believe that it wasn't the weed. And shorty just popped up in the middle of the street. And they really gon be hatin, 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 somebody come. If I stay I go to jail, if I run I'll be wrong. This is taking too long. Fuck it I'm gone. Hit n run, damn I should've hit my brakes. Hit n run, sometimes we all make mistakes. Hit n run, I guess I'm not that reckless. Hit n run, cause now I got a guilty conscience

Its crazy I be thinking everybody try to play me lately.. I know I be flippin on a daily basis.. I hate waitin, I'm impatient.. Bitch don't ask me why I got an ice grill this is how my face is. I piss in public places its like we racist.. Right now I'm robbing a thief and I'm fuckin a rapist.. I married an immigrant to get him his papers.. Niggas don't wanna give me the mic cuz they scared ima say shit.. And thats right ima say shit.. right in they faces.. This is Remy straight on the rocks with nothin to chase it.. Im a new breed of female far from the basic.. And if u still can't see that then u need to get ??.. Ima make a statement ..Im the replacement.. Im so close to the top I can almost taste it.. So ill, so real, so far from fake its Rem and friends with the strip pole in the basement now thats Crazy!

[chorus]
Crazzzzyyyyy Sometimes Im crazy babyyyyy
Im crazzyyyyy WooOooo ooOOoooo

Some say im 7:30 and I am 7:30 been smokin since I was 13 and on my own since I was half of thirty.. I thought I aint have to worry.. Because I was always purdy.. I find a dyme nigga gettin dough and do his pockets dirty.. But see that wasn't working .. and I wasnt tryna work and.. I got my own ?? .. I started puttin work in.. Some say it ain't worth it I say I aint perfect. Matter of fact I say and do what the fuck i feel.. I make people nervous. Who say I aint bout it? Im so from the projects. What you talking about bitch? I sets it on bouncers. I don't think u understand son you know how many clubs im banned from and I could care less. Im so careless.. Im from the generation where you did shit because you dared us.. I said I wish every breath I take would taste like dro.. And every sentence that I say would come out in a flow.. This way I never have to write or spend no dough on smoke now thats crazy!

[chorus]

Yo im crazy nigga.. So dont play with me nigga put your head down when you talk.. Watch what you say to me nigga. I got guap and if i want I could pay for you nigga.. Im the type i let you pipe but i wont stay with you nigga. Leave you in the telly on your belly dont wanna lay with you nigga. Yeah i said its ur pussy but i always say that to niggas.. See im really the business.. This is going in history I just got my own company and I love it call me misery. I said i walk around the medal detecters who does that? Before i told them lean back I told bitches to run that. And if they aint show me where the ones and the funds at. More less i was gon show them how the guns clap. I called a weed nigga and treat his stash like a fun pack. See u tryin to do it but me i does that. Hold up. Matter of fact I think the craziest shit i ever said was I wish that I could bring pun back.. Run that!

[chorus]

(feat. Keyshia Cole)

[Verse 1]
[Keyshia:] Mmmmmm Mmmmmm Heeeeeeyyyyyy
[Remy:]
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

[Chorus:]
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
LyricsHow am I supposed feel the situation is real
Neva wanted to let cha baby go we'll meet again I know baby

[Verse 2]
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:

[Chorus:]
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

[Verse 3]
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

[Chorus: Repeat until fade]
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

Seems crazy cuz people be thinkin that I be changin, but its really them that be changin, yo
I remember the day, I first signed my record deal with ?? everythign was so good everyone was so proud
I was so very happy, still with my baby daddy
Livin with my granny, but we was all family
Its like wen the tour begin, thats wen the war begin..you would be flippin, rippin soon as im walkin in
And im so sleepy, could barely stay awake, you dont understand I been in the studio for six weeks
Straight till 4 in the mornin tryina finish these songs
N all u wanna talk about is how many times u was callin
N im always lyin, its never the truth it never crossed ur mind that I couldve been in the booth
Tryina hurry up n get back home to u, tryina get these cheues so we could get out the??
I wasnt thinkin bout no niggas, wasnt thinkin bout sex..tryina do this show so I could get this dough
All I was thinkin was I gott finish remy on the rocks n im not tryina flop so it gotta be hot
Everybody on my back sayin hurry up n drop so im askin u, wut im suppose to do?

[CHORUS]

Listen y'all, I kno it seem like I be dissin y'all
Im jus tryina reach my goals and remain focused but
Aint shit changed, naw, im still the same
So wish me well

LyricsSometimes I might scream and yell
But even people with a fan base have bad days but
Aint shit changed, for real, im 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 u would beat him up
We'd eat cereal together, watch cartoons wen we got up
So I couldnt believe that u flipped on me right in the streets for a bitch so weak that aint got shit but
A fucked up weave n
Im your blood, your little sister, I started to cry sed it must be the liquor
See I almost died wen u took sides with her n jus left me there like I was nobody n u really aint care
Sed u would die for me, how u aint gon ride for me, how u see me on the block and dont say hi to me
Its all love now, n its all done now, but u never took the time to appologize to me
It may be hard to see, but it bothers me .. I kno you aint gon let nobody do no harm to me
But you cant be actin like you fathered me..so im askin u, wut im suppose to do?

[CHORUS]

Mommy u was the one that made me but u didnt raise me
U left me all alone I had to hold my own
But now im all grown n far away from home
I kno you love me but u did me wrong
I guess it was all the drugs that you was on or the beatings u got from my foul step popps
Remember the time his punk ass had his nerve to raise his hands to me bitch nigga blackin my eye
I was wishin he would die but now I wish him life
I kno he seein me blowin and its killin him slowly but what kills me is that u watched him hit me, so im
Askin you, wut im suppose to do?

[CHORUS]

{Remy Ma}

I let um touch it, bring it, play it, watch it, turn it, leave it, im conceited
And I look too good for a remix, they don’t call me a bitch for no reason
See, I need silence when I’m speakin, (shh shh) yeh just like that
I told this dude I missed him then turned ma fones off and got missin
Listen, when Remys in the system aint no tellin will I fuck him will I kiss him
I lick ma lips but I’ll never kiss um
See I’m nasty, but thats nasty
I throws it back when he throws it at me
And we always make up coz he trys to Mac me
And i know these chicks jealous thats why I’m laughin
Pretty Remy, Remy pretty either way it’s accurate

{Papoose}

Oh nooo, why your girl let Pap in
Yankee hat with the Pelly Pelly jacket
I’m grippin, and grippin on a Magnum
He grillin me and im about to clap um
Don’t believe the rumours they all liars
LyricsThey mad coz im close 2 rim like car tyres
I pay for no bitch, lust is free
I’m like $1,000 imma G!
And listen, i'll wire ya money jaw, what he think he provin?
I’ll wire money like Weston Union on the highway
With Kia in the all black 2 seater…
license behind ____
________________________________________________________
Keep A Fly Sneakers, Supply Reefer, Fly Diva Act Live skeezer
She’ll Leila Ali ya
I’m shittin on rappers like diarrhea
_________________ The Black Mafia
Bye, cya.

See I look too good for this necklace,
And I look too good to be wearin this,
Y'know I look way too good to be innocent,
I'm conceited, its the remix.
See , I look too good to be drivin that,
And I look too good to be buyin that,
Y'know I look way too good to be tryin that.
I'm conceited, its the remix

{Lil Wayne}

Call me, Young Weezy baby
Grown ass ladies wana come rape me
And Baby pays me, dollas and cents
And I aint conceited, I’m convinced
See, I aint your boyfriend, I’m your pimp
I’ll pull out my pistol
And shoot at your lips pow pow mama
I’m just spoilt mama
Don’t have a cow mama
See I jus spend a hundred thou on a smile mama
Imma laugh so hard when it aint even funny
Imma get ma shine on when it ent even sunny
I’m money, sittin in a coupe like a tub dem twentys
I Had Twenty ones But They Rub
Top off
But when I put it on its soft
Put that thing in first, navigation get lost
Lets talk, she think she on some fly ass shit
But I’m the Birdman Jr. I could buy that bitch

{Trina}

The baddest, like y’all ain’t know
See Trina out chillin where y’all can’t go
That yacht takes me where ever I please
In the middle of the ocean and get on them jet ski’s
My, hair weave is about 5 g’s
All them natural blondes so jealous of me
I, jus giggle when I turn my cheek
I’m the queen of Miami, Yes that’s my beach.
I’m so exotic got diamonds all over my golden body
I’m never drivin, I’m always ridin, back seat Phantom, Maybak probably
I, miss me with the drama lil mama
Already got numbers, now im workin on commerce
I promise, I’m over heated
I’m hot, I’m fire, I’m so conceited.

See I look to good to be fuckin you ,
And I look too good to be lovin' you,
You know I look way too good to be stuck with you.
Im conceited, this the remix
See, I look too good to be gettin' wit,
And I look too good to be havin' kids,
Cuz you know, I look way too good to be in the crib.
I'm conceited, this the remix.

{Jae Millz}

Look, Im way 2 fly to be sweatin you
And I get too much top 2 be blessin you
You know Im gettin way too much money to be stressing you
You’s a birden, mami u can fly like birdman
See this singer I was layin on,
She says she love it when my broke with my shades is on
Either the black Gucci’s or the tinted D&Gs
Probably why im always getting hated on (hell yea)
Feelin myself, why wouldn’t I, how couldn’t I,
Shit on birds, ________, why shouldn’t i
Im So so Harlem,
_____________________________
How you gonna front like ya doobie rap straight
when hair fucked up and ya louis bag fake
I gotta stunt wen I float in the coupe
to the death
________________________________
Jae Millz!