Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Secret Location, artist - Remy Ma. Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Song language: English
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 |