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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 ass got popped |
You the type to go to jail when ya ass get popped |
Little faggot ass snitch start talking to the cops |
So sad Niggas is crabs and bitches is pussy |
Qnd my trigger fingers itching nigga 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 nigga, whats good really thought I wasn't the Type to squeeze the mac milly |
I hop off the bike and smack a bitch 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 pass me? |
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Conceited (There’s Something About Remy) - Album Version (Edited)See, this ain't nuttin that you use to |
Out of the ordinary, unusual |
You gotta have the mind state like "I'm so great" |
Can't nobody do it like you do |
Miraculous, phenomenal |
And ain't nobody in here stoppin' you |
Show no love 'cause you wassup |
Look at yaself in the mirror like what the fuck |
Damn, I look good |
And can't nobody freak it like I could |
Yeah, OK, I got a little fat, but |
My shorty told me that he like it like that |
I'm happy |
Another me there never can be |
See, I'm so outstandin' |
Don't care if they can't stand me |
I'm sittin' on top of the world like Brandy |
See, I look too good for this necklace |
And I look too 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 too good to be driving that |
And I look too good to be buying that |
You know I look way too good to be trying that |
I'm conceited. I got a reason |
Now who's that peaking in my window? |
Nobody 'cause I live in a penthouse |
Baby, I'm sorry, but I'm sexy |
And all I want you to do is just bless me, let's see |
This kid that I'm waitin' on |
He said he love 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 Wonderbra |
Listen, when I speak out I wouldn't want you take it wrong |
Now number one, I don't need you |
Ya name's Q, I only see you when I see you |
Listen two, you can never play me |
(Why is that? Why is that?) |
'Cause I'm such a fuckin' lady |
Three, it's all about me and I don't wanna talk about it |
If you love to hear it, here it go |
I wrote a song about it |
See, I look too good to be fucking you |
And I look too good to be loving you |
You know I look way too good to stuck with you |
I'm conceited. I got a reason |
See, I look too good to be gettin' with |
And I look too good to be havin' kids |
You know I look way too good to be in the crib |
I'm conceited. I got a reason |
Oh, oh, oh, oh |
I don't know what I'm doing |
I can't stop, my body gone moving |
I'm boppin' and poppin' to the music |
He's watching me and he's about to lose it |
I'm droppin' that hotta den drop it like its hot |
Face down, ass up wit some new shit |
I'm outta control wit it |
Dip it low, pick it up slow, poke it out, now roll wit it |
My thong showin', but it's 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 too good for this necklace |
And I look too 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 too good to be driving that |
And I look too good to be buying that |
You know I look way too good to be trying that |
I'm conceited. I got a reason |
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DJ Absolut FreestyleI don't care enough to lie and that's the truth |
I could get you shot I don't have to shoot |
Whether off the top or in the booth 100 proof |
Remy Ma, Absolut, yeah obsolete |