Lyrics Secret Location - Remy Ma

Secret Location

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