Funkmaster Flex night
Funkmaster Flex, Funkmaster Flex, Funkmaster Flex
Remy, not another one
Why?
Oh man, oh man, oh man, not again
Rem!
I guess you know now who the head bitch is
I'm a savage, I be killin' dead bitches
I bet you wish that you ain't never said shit
Now they so busy shootin' videos and I'm like nah
Where the f*ck is your song? I mean, come on
You know the pub want some bars, I'm Remy Ma
Güerito, I ain't sparrin' with you bozos
My raps too hard and you Miguel Cotto, uh
I swear to God, this chick a real fraud
Bet you wonderin' how I know your problems?
It's a lot of people that you really bothered
They was sellin' footage and you know I bought it
This ain't a little L, wait, wait
You took a Big L, you diggin' in the crates, yeah
I put you on the bench, you really press
She was absent, an automatic F
Waited four days, ma, where you been?
I came here in the 'Rari playin' Lil' Kim
Don't know what made you think that you could f*ck with Rem
But I guess this is what I gotta do to make ya spit
Already took a L, now you got another one
I secure the bag, now I got another one
I caught the W, now I got another one
Yo, what's that shit you be sayin', Khaled?
(Another one)
Already took a L, now you got another one
I secure the bag, now I got another one
I caught the W, now I got another one
Yo, what's that shit you be sayin', Khaled?
(Another one)