Secret Location - Remy Ma

See most niggas call they girl when they wanna give a dick

My shawtys call me when they wanna get a brick

Cause even when I’m not spitting I’m still that bitch

In the the kitchen with that Pyrex Vision

And the way I chef up make you hang your connect up see

I guarantee to bring back extra

Take a buck thirty of white Make 200 hard and its butter

Plus 70 grand for Remy Ma

Oh god now that’s a profit see I’m like a prophet

And see I’m a have all of my followers run through ya projects And smack the

shit out of anybody

That’s not on my dick

See they planned and plotted

But what they forgot is I’m a lunatic

A crazy ass bitch with not enough sense

But too much dollas

I pop the top right off of your fucking collar…

Young Rem, easy you know who I be nigga holla

I just copped a lil crib in the secret location

Laced it

Put a strip pole in the basement

Never keep the guns the same place where the safe is

Neva keep the funds the same place where the base is

Now that’s word to grandma I’ll cock the hammer

On the block and blow ya face off in front of the camera

And plug that hole with ya little bandana

And I still got my jewels like my name is Santana

Look lil homie yall really don’t know me

Looking for the squad but see I’m by my lonely bitches

Gon pay like yall motherfuckers owe me like puff n mase

Can’t nobody hold me down from the boogy Bronx style with my hoodie

Got pounds of the brown right on the boulevard

Getting so down in that motherfucking tittie bar

Like fuck these bitches I’m tryna get pissy

And I’m not gay so fuck ya body-ody

Look around it’s a sausage party

When I pull up in the pink Benz

With the powder pink Tims on 22 inches half black chink

Friends hop out with the pink tims

Laced with the mink trim platnium with the pink Jims

What yall gon think then?

Bet you gon love Rem

Yall wanna fuck Rem

But yall was saying fuck Rem

So now yall just fucked up

I ain’t too hard

These broads is just too easy

That’s why everytime I rhyme I be doing 'em greasy

Please believe me I’m hot no matter the season I spit

So sick the track be sneezing hook be coughing

Got the whole studio freezing if you hit me and I hit you

We still ain’t even cause I’m not leaving 'til you stop

Breathing ain’t nothing worst than getting popped for no reason

I wanna see shot laid out just leaking ya words

Can’t come out cause ya mouth keep bleeding ya

Tanktop burgundy white tee burgundy

I know yall bitches wishing that them niggas would’ve murdered me

Remy Ma

You know me if not you heard of me

The reason you gon have to invest in plastic surgery

I’m good with a hood n some tims

Fuck burglary

My weed is on the island and my guns is out in Germany