Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I'm, artist - Remy Ma. Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
I'm |
| You look like a bitch gotcha face all bent up |
| I like a pimp got my gators and my pimp cup |
| You take orders and run errands |
| I take vacations with killers and four time felons |
| You outside on line like where the weed |
| I’m inside getting high V.I.P stats |
| You where the rats and the D’s at |
| I’m where the B’s and the C’s and the real O. G's at |
| Ayo the girl spits harder than most dudes |
| I give it to you on any given sunday like soul food |
| I ain’t even gotta double my vocals |
| I do a main, ad-libs and the rest is Pro Tools |
| I’m in the booth wit no shoes and my chain be bangin the mic so I don’t got on |
| no jewels |
| I’m so hot and I done told you |
| You ain’t no kin to me so basically I don’t know you |
| You don’t know me homie I clap you with yo heat |
| If this was an L. A |
| I’d be a mother fucking OG |
| Set off the sirens form thee alliance |
| Its a four alarm blaze and I’m on fire |
| I was talking to Kanye and I heard through the wire |
| That I’m the truth and you’re a liar |
| I’m the queen of rap and there is none higher and all you slut bag whores |
| should call me sire |
| I’m like fuck that this is it |
| All these other chicks is wack and I’m the shit |
| See I’m from New York so I repped the Knicks |
| I’mma I’mma Husslin I could get them bricks |
| They say my flow is crazy and I could spit and I rap as if I had a dick |
| Bitches is bad but I’m that bitch |
| Listen I’m so above the average |
| Now my walk is mean but my whip is sick |
| I can’t stand a clown but I love a trick |
| I see a group of dudes and I take my pick |
| Like you you and you with the Timbs hi nice to meet you my name is Rem |
| I don’t drive a caddy but I’m stuntin like a pimp struct |
| With a diddy bop looking something like a limp |
| I cleaned up my money now I’m filthy fucking rich (shit) |
| See I’m from where niggas stash packs in the backs of their ball sack and pump |
| crack, yak, D, weed and that |
| Put more baking soda in there coke to get more back |
| Roc Timberlands uptowns White Tees and sports hats |
| We kill all rats tell lies cheat and steal |
| Tints pitch black even gotta em on the windsheild |
| Liscense suspended Vehicles rented |
| Warrants open cases several offenses |
| No phone no cable notices of eviction |
| Parents is addicted kids don’t listen |
| No rules no school no food in the kitchen and the staircase and elevator smell |
| like piss |
| You can only talk tough if you do tough things |
| If you ain’t from around here you better tuck them blings |
| Only difference between me and you is that I got out the hood but the hood is |
| still in me |