Remy Rap (feat. Remy Ma & Rapsody)

歌手: DJ Premier Remy Ma Rapsody • 专辑:Hip Hop 50: Vol. 1 • 发布时间:2022-07-15
作曲 : Remy Mackie/Marlanna Evans/Chris Martin

With the def female
Let's rap (Remy, Ma)


No lie, it's only like five females in the game that can really rap
Got followers and fame and a name so they thinking that
They can now be listed with the spitters, b***h, imagine that
They talking 'bout your lace front when I say your shit is wiggity-wack
They know what's gon' happen to they ass if Remy on the track
And no, I ain't tryna be catty, they know they really lack
You assed out without your ass out, and that's really facts
But if I say it, I'm a hater, I hear the chitter chat
They know that my pen is crazy but they don't wanna give me that
Every time I spit some shit, they saying that it's really Pap'
Claim I can't make a song but actually that's really cap
Had 'em: Conceded, All The Way Up, and Leanin' Back
I know they be popping shit, she only hot when Remy crack
In my presence, they be on my d**k like little jimmy hats
Acting like I ain't the reason that these niggas can even ra
I'm also the reason y'all know these niggas can't even ra
Tried to spread a rumor that I'm ugly, b***h, I'm pretty blac
Then try to lie and paint an image that I'm really fat
Ho, whenever I want, I can thirst trap
Only thing fat is these pockets and this mother****in' kitty-ka
Y'all be on some, "She hit me", so I'ma hit her back
I be on some, "She hit me", so now she gettin' clapped
Birds of a feather flock together, y'all be in a pack
And'll do anything for the cheese, yeah, you been a rat
I rap when I wanna, I stopped to have my daughter
Was flying PJs while y'all was wearing pajamas
And I'm signed to myself so they can't jerk her
Done caught more suits and cases than a TSA worker
Mother****e


Daughter of a gun (Ah), I spit it like a mother****er (Yeah)
That's literary caution, I should win me a Pulitzer (Facts)
I don't show cards, I show face without the hoodie up (Fact)
Change my perspective, think like L. Boogie does (Uh)
I was never late (No) mm, y'all was just early (For real)
Never fall short unless the shorts come with jersey (Ball)
Life never straight, that b***h hella curvy (Uh
I'm my biggest fan, I wear my shit out like Kirby (Moss)
Pi'erre, Pi'erre, yeah I'm bubblin' baby
Never fill pockets, only refill 'em like DaBaby
Wah-wah, y'all cry, I'm on a different tier (Yeah)
We ain't the same, me and you, we got some different fears (Talk)
Jerry Lorenzo, this G.O.D. flow (Talk)
Word to the North Star, I rep East Coast (East Coast)
Road to success come with a bridge like E-Foh (E-Foh)
Today they want a pill, but back then it was kilos
Why Preemo hit me? 'Cause he know I'm shit (He know I'm shit
Rap like I got a big d**k and niggas chokin
Never had an urge to be the wave, I'm the ****ing ocean (Real shit
If you can't see that, then you just a blind turtle (Haha)
Huh, shell shocked when I hit block-block
Niggas know when I rhyme, it sound like a Glock-Glock
Ask me where I'm headed, mother****er, to the top-to
Can't rain on my parade, ain't no raindrop, drop


Remy, Rap
Remy, Rap
With the def female
Let's rap
Remy, Rap
Remy, Rap
With the def female
Let's rap
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