MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
remy ma - ante up
Huh (huh) huh (huh) huh (huh) huh (huh)
Yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
Lil Fame:
Take minks off! Take things off!
Take chains off! Take rings off!
Bracelets is yapped, Fame came off!
(Ante Up!) Everything off!
Fool what you want? We stiflin them fools
Fool what you want? Your life or your jewels?
The rules, (back em down) next thing, (clap em down)
Respect mine we Brooklyn bound, (bound! now, (now!)
Billy Danze:
Brownsville, home of the brave
Put in work in the street like a slave
Keep rugged dress code
Always in this stress mode
(That shit will send you to your grave) So?
You think I don't know that? (BLOW!)
Nigga hold that! (BLOW!) Nigga hold that! (BLOW!) Nigga hold that!
From the street cousin, you know the drill
I'm 900 and 99 thou short of a mill
Chorus:
Ante Up! Yap that fool!
Ante Up! Kidnap that fool!
It's the perfect timin, you see the man shinin
Get up of them god damn diamonds! Huh!
Ante Up! Yap that fool!
Ante Up! Kidnap that fool!
Get him (get him) get him! Hit him (hit him) hit him!
Yap him! (Zap him!) Yap him! (Zap him!)
Lil Fame:
Them thugs you know, ain't friendly
Them jewels you rock, make em envy
You thinkin it's all good, you creep through a small hood
Goons comin up outta cut for your goods and they all should
Ante Up! Yap that fool
You want big money, kidnap that fool!
If you up in the club, back at your pis-tal money
Catch them fools at the bar for that Cristal Money
Billy Danze:
The '87 stick up kids, (what you niggas sayin?)
Get the fuck up out that 740 shorty I ain't playin
It's fash that thang time, (bang) bang time
Ante Up! Nigga, it's game time
Hand over the ring, take over the chain
Gimme the fuckin watch before I pop one in your brain
Stop playin these childish games with me
Represtentin 1-7-1-8, dangerously, nigga
Chorus
Lil Fame:
I'm a street regulator, true playa hater
Get back doen make yo' ass a mack spraya hater
Things that we need, money, clothes, weed indeed
Hats, food, booze, essentials, credentials
Code of the streets, owners who creep
Slow when you sleep, holdin the heat
Put holes in your jeep, respect mine we streets
It's the L-I L-F A-M (M!) E (E!)
Billy Danze:
Yeah, nigga Danze, gave you a chance
Cuz I blazed your man, he said he was strong
I had reason to believe he had some shit up his sleeve all along
(So?) Fuck you Your Honor! Check my persona!
I'm strong enough for Old Gold and marijuana!
I'ma do what I wanna, quiet as kept
(Raise hell!) Till I was tired of stress, yes lord!
Chorus
Outro:
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha...
The fuck, the fuck, the fuck...
Nigga!
What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck...
Ha, what
First Family, First Family...
Brooklyn...
Yeah!
remy ma - bilingual
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 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
Their balls cut off
And mailed to they parent
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
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: 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 llego la diva la caballota
Si preguntas en la calle soy la que te explota
[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:]
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 oppurtunity
My bitches is the ilest
So relly we don't gotta care
Vete pa 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 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
[hook]
remy ma - conceited
See this aint nuttin that you use to
Out of the ordinary and usual
You got to have the mind of state like I'm so great
Can't nobody do it like you do
Miraculous, phenomenal and aint 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 butt
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 way 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 aint 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 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
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 way 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 be having kids
You know I look way to good to be in da crib
I'm conceited I got a reason
remy ma - conceited messages
[Ringing]
[Remy's son]
"All you nigga's, callin' here for my mommy..
Stay Off Her Shit!.....like that daddy?"
(first unheard message)
[Man Message one]
"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)
[Man Message two]
"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)
[Woman]
"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)
[Remy's Friend]
"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
the camcorder"
remy ma - conscience
[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
(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
remy ma - crazy
"Crazy"
[Hook]
Crazy (Crazy)
Some times I'm crazy baby
Crazy (Crazy)
Ooh ooh
[Verse 1]
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
[Hook]
Crazy (Crazy)
Some times I'm crazy baby
Crazy (Crazy)
Ooh ooh - [2x]
[Verse 2]
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
[Hook]
Crazy (Crazy)
Some times I'm crazy baby
Crazy (Crazy)
Ooh ooh
[Verse 3]
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 [echo] back back
[Hook]
Crazy (Crazy)
Some times I'm crazy baby
Crazy (Crazy)
Crazy [echo] crazy crazy crazy
Ooh ooh - [2x]
remy ma - feels so good
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
[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)
remy ma - fresh
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
I'm so fresh its like I'm straight (yea) out the zip-lock
remy ma - get 'em daddy freestyle
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.
Just don't listen to radio, read magazines, or watch tv see...i be's the hottest chick on the market, reminicse, remy ma, just rem, or remy martin, bitch!
remy ma - guilty
[Remy ] Verse 1
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
Cuz now i got a guilty conscience
remy ma - i'm
[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
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
[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]
remy ma - intro
[remy talkin:]
Yea,uh-huh,yea, its the queen of ny bitch,you know why im da queen of ny? cuz i fuckin said so,but whos fuckin wit me,nobody,damn sure not no bitches.something else about remy nigga! lets go oooohhhh
Fuck wat you heard
I am dat bich and i pluck the bird on som supplemenal shit you see im da type of chick thatll be lookin for you
You cant say nuthin slick to a can of oil now
Rappers they talk out they mouth and when i see them they talkin about
That i aint the one they talkin about
See this is the shit i be talkin about
Its too many rappers runnin around
These chicks is tricks and niggaz is clowns
And im the only one holdin the crown queen of ny nigga
When i on a date they love to hate
Who gotta camera in this new york state shake 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 steel plate that
Rugz is plush but my pussy is plush and i gota son so if you pipe that make you a muthafucka aint that a muthafuck
You got babies, they makin ya rights
But when it comes to da bbay mutha,fuck her
I would neva bite my tounge
I would rather fight then run
Wat the fuck i look like havin a bitch that im frightened of? one bum broad got bold and i lightened her brand new niked her the queen of ny bitch
remy ma - kryptonite freestyle
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Yea
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh,
Yea
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh,
Yea
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.
I be the reason that your dick is sore, when you wake up in the morning.
remy ma - lights, camera, action
[Remy Talking]
[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?
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
[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]
remy ma - she's gone
What?
you mean i'm ya second favorite famale rapper...
you crazy?
i'm better than most niggaz...Suck my dick
[Verse 1]
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
[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 2]
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]
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