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remy ma - march madness freestyle lyrics

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[intro]
everything is real on me
yall know what that means
ha ha ha ha
remy ma madness
let’s go ..

[chorus]
b-tches talking sh-t when i was gone
see they quiet now that remy home
talking tough but they fear me though
all these little b-tches ratchet
me i really bust my ratchet
mess around i really clap it
all these fat transfer implanted b-tches
all they do is -ss clap it (hoes)
coulda took a little dirty snotty nose kid
turned em’ into b-st-rds (forreal)
i coulda turned into a casket
i coulda put her in a casket
yall probably mad im still rapping
i know yall mad im still laughing
im the realist b-tch after reality tv im going into acting

[verse one : remy ma]
yall know how i give it up
i never really gave a f-ck
on parole smoking blunts
my p-ss clean in the cup
see these hoes can’t trust em’
hoe f-cked your cousin (ew)
then you went and cuffed it (ew)
these n-ggas disgusting (forreal)
these b-tches disgusting
i don’t wanna discuss it (why)
i violate these [?]
cause these b-tches soft
i spit on the d-ck then i l1ck it off
im the best of both worlds n-gga
im not the average girl n-gga
throwing shots but you not a k!lla
these b-tches deaf i dont hear em’

[chorus]
b-tches talking sh-t when i was gone
see they quiet now that remy home
talking tough but they fear me though
all these little b-tches ratchet
me i really bust my ratchet
mess around i really clap it
all these fat transfer implanted b-tches
all they do is -ss clap it (hoes)
coulda took a little dirty snotty nose kid
turned em’ into b-st-rds (forreal)
i coulda turned into a casket
i coulda put her in a casket
yall probably mad im still rapping
i know yall mad im still laughing
im the realist b-tch after reality tv im going into acting

[verse two : remy ma]
i be ignoring hoes
dont come for me if i dont send for you
ima go so hard on these b-tches that
motherf-ckers forget to remember you
can’t say i ain’t try to be friends with you
but you gone make me put an end to you
trust , you don’t want smoke with me
cause you won’t go home where you post to be
keep playing i’ll smack a hoe
my sh-t be laying a b-tch got bundles
look how it’s swinging they call me rapunzel
azelia banks , ms. 212
so tell me what the f-ck you wanna do
20k for a walk through
all yall b-tches run through
and wonder why n-ggas don’t want you
wack b-tch !

[chorus]
b-tches talking sh-t when i was gone
see they quiet now that remy home
talking tough but they fear me though
all these little b-tches ratchet
me i really bust my ratchet
mess around i really clap it
all these fat transfer implanted b-tches
all they do is -ss clap it (hoes)
coulda took a little dirty snotty nose kid
turned em’ into b-st-rds (forreal)
i coulda turned into a casket
i coulda put her in a casket
yall probably mad im still rapping
i know yall mad im still laughing
im the realist b-tch after reality tv im going into acting



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