remy ma – hottest bitch on the market lyrics
[remy ma]
you already know its not a game when the guns is clappin
see its hard to scream for help when ya lungs collapsing
you was standing there laughing, yapping, acting as if it couldn’t happen
and ya -ss got popped
you the type to go to jail when ya -ss get popped
little f-ggot -ss snitch start talking to the cops
so sad n-gg-s is crabs and b-tches is p-ssy
qnd my trigger fingers itching n-gg- dare u to push me
you can find me any day hoodie down in the boogie bronx
pounds of the brown, right on the boulevard
yeah remy ma n-gg-, whats good really thought i wasn’t the type to squeeze the mac milly
i hop off the bike and smack a b-tch silly
cuz i asked for a dutch and she bought me a philly oh
i’m so nasty moving at a fast speed with no intentions on stopping so how u gone p-ss me?
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