Remy Ma

Remy Ma - Truffle Butter (Remix) lyrics

rate me

(Verse)

(Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)

Thinkin' out loud

Yall know I got the four fizzy on me right now

People keep sayin', 'Rem u need to drop a record'

I'm like in a minute let me body bitches records

Yea, for the millions I will kill these pop hoes

Ain't no one in these streets like me and potholes

Bout to put yall all out of business, shop closed

And since I dropped Hot Bitch all these chicks den got cold

I'm around wassup?, I don't care right now

Five forty inch bundles in my hair right now

Whoa, do u feel me?, I'm a real one fake ones fear me

I might fly out to ur hood if they clear me

Ain't met a rapper chick yet that ain't scared of me

U talk tough but I really did a sentence

In black ink, ur fingers neva been printed

Showin' black luv post, I invented

U be dragging it ma, I'm authentic

(Verse 2)

Yo, eat em like chow

Like Nas said in Ether 'y'all luv my style'

But niggas in the streets and the niggas locked down

Eva need a shooter, they got me on speed dial

Mama Gully still here, ain't a killa but don't push me

Violate em like parole, they let me out the pen (Why?)

To put them bitches in the coffin

Cuz she a lil hoe, black eyes like a raccoon

Knockout, leave her snoring

Leave ya head full of blood, girl

U should join a rap group, cuz as a soloist u boring

I'm a female God, on my Wu-Tang cash rules

Yall hoes is retarded, live wire no shortage

She'll be smokin' crack soon

Bitches luvin' me like sausage, hottest chick on the market

I'm the hardest smartest goddess regardless

Walk wit revolvers, u pressin' charges

Born in the projects, wit the cops & robbers

In the Bronx we bombers, Remy Mafia mobbing, u know

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