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Think my piece look sick you should see in the light
Sitting on my titties like, what the fuck nigga jump
Gotta Glock in the stash box , pump in the trunk
And I'll dump every single last fucking one these slugs
To the acid any motherfucking one of you bugs
Word to everything I love, I ain't tryna to be a thug
But I really will slap the shit out of one of you sluts
You a dolja , living in the next mans world
And I'm a soldier I'm like nigga get your girl
If the bitch disrespect me she getting slapped up
And your sideline niggas better back the fuck up
Listen up I spit this for Christopher
Rios and Wallace, and bitches can't stop this
Crazy can't no nigga try to play me
And instant, make it burn slower than an incense
Like fuck your demad whore, Fuck what you stand for
If you wasn't scared what the fuck yo ass ran for
You pussy and I knew it, these hoes is so stupid
You so old news and I'm so exclusive
You told me you respect me now tell em I'm the nicest
Gotta charge a fee my but sixteen's are priceless
You think you better lets battle for your ice bitch
Battle for your life bitch
And no offense but I can't stand a dyke bitch
See I really like dick
And I fucked your man and he told me that he liked it
How you like that bitch? Remy is that bitch
He bust twice bust twice
Why you click clackin'
Keep chit-chattin , thinking it can't happen
Body gone sweep up on the shore of Manhattan
Not a problem to rob em' checks I cash it
Bitches so funny that's why I stay laughing
Keep letting em gas it, thinking you got it mastered
I'm not trying to take the spot I'm trying to pass it
Bitches walking round looking like straight plastic
Remy mad thick, nice ass big ass tits
Oh shit , so sick
Bitches don't know shit, supercalifragilistex-piala"HO"bitch
Run that, fuck that
Catch you wanna come back money tight tight now
Leave you life right now
Bitches better pipe down, for they get knifed down
If you wanna act up, you can get stabbed up , clapped up
Handcuffed, duct taped , wrapped up
Thrown in the back of a motherfuckin Mack truck
**************************************************
Influentials[Verse 1:Remy Ma]
I got the city in a frenzy
Everybody wanna know what it's really bout
Every ear waiting to hear whats gone come outta Remy mouth
I'm like a bad blood stain
Niggas can't get me out
I ain't no sidekick bitch
I ain't just flipping out
You tell me suck your dick
I ain't saying whip it out
I'm emptying the whole fucking clip in your zipper now
You can't reproduce anymore bastards or bitches now
I paid more dues than a college student
I'm just tryna reap what I sow like the farmers do it
And this shit ain't gone move itself,nigga I'ma move it
And send anybody tryna stop me to the trauma unit
(Fast) I ain't gotta prove my points
Cause all of them is hollow tip
I'm the Queen of New York, it ain't got shit to do with politics
I'm dead nice I dont know what to say no more
They like Rem why you dont come around the way no more?
I'm like cuz muhfuckas hate, I might have to break a jaw
It seem like the whole hood cooperating with the law
I'm riding dirty, license suspended like it ain't no more
Probably a car full of niggas that all spray that 4
Chicks see me like "damn Rem don't fuck with bitches at all"
I don't fuck with bitches of course , cause bitches is whores (sluts)
It's not just the black girls all these bitches is lost
Puerto Rican , Asian, Caucasian, Dominican broads
But truthfully to me see, dudes is the worst
With ya half a hairline and ya dirty white shirt
How this nigga straight bird on his Nextel chirp?

[Verse 2:Papoose]
Why would I walk past you and bump you
Talk past you and mumble
I could walk past you rush grab you and touch you
They movin indirect my Ave. is a jungle
But I approach him real calm, my swagger is humble
Like pardon me homie, I ain't tryna gather no trouble
But I'm actually puzzled
Why you keep crackin your knuckles?
These niggas is funny so I laugh and just chuckle
On my lap got the mac with the muzzle
It take business to move me, it take real women to soothe me
Wanna spend some time, won't spend it with poosey
That's the same reason I can't get with these groupies
My girl got more credit then the end of the movie
Bonafied killa, you spoken lie listener
Stop stealin my rhymes, yous a stolen line spitter
Take a flake by myself, holdin my liquor
These ugly ass rappers can't pose in my picture
Element of surpise, I don't notify niggas

Think my piece look sick you should see in the light

Sitting on my titties like, what the fuck nigga jump

Gotta Glock in the stash box , pump in the trunk

And I'll dump every single last fucking one these slugs

To the acid any motherfucking one of you bugs

Word to everything I love, I ain't tryna to be a thug

But I really will slap the shit out of one of you sluts

You a dolja , living in the next mans world

And I'm a soldier I'm like nigga get your girl

If the bitch disrespect me she getting slapped up

And your sideline niggas better back the fuck up

Listen up I spit this for Christopher

Rios and Wallace, and bitches can't stop this

Crazy can't no nigga try to play me

And instant, make it burn slower than an incense

Like fuck your demad whore, Fuck what you stand for

If you wasn't scared what the fuck yo ass ran for

You pussy and I knew it, these hoes is so stupid

You so old news and I'm so exclusive

You told me you respect me now tell em I'm the nicest

Gotta charge a fee my but sixteen's are priceless

You think you better lets battle for your ice bitch

Battle for your life bitch

And no offense but I can't stand a dyke bitch

See I really like dick

And I fucked your man and he told me that he liked it

How you like that bitch? Remy is that bitch

He bust twice bust twice

Why you click clackin'

Keep chit-chattin , thinking it can't happen

Body gone sweep up on the shore of Manhattan

Not a problem to rob em' checks I cash it

Bitches so funny that's why I stay laughing

Keep letting em gas it, thinking you got it mastered

I'm not trying to take the spot I'm trying to pass it

Bitches walking round looking like straight plastic

Remy mad thick, nice ass big ass tits

Oh shit , so sick

Bitches don't know shit, supercalifragilistex-piala"HO"bitch

Run that, fuck that

Catch you wanna come back money tight tight now

Leave you life right now

Bitches better pipe down, for they get knifed down

If you wanna act up, you can get stabbed up , clapped up

Handcuffed, duct taped , wrapped up

Thrown in the back of a motherfuckin Mack truck

**************************************************

Influentials[Verse 1:Remy Ma]

I got the city in a frenzy

Everybody wanna know what it's really bout

Every ear waiting to hear whats gone come outta Remy mouth

I'm like a bad blood stain

Niggas can't get me out

I ain't no sidekick bitch

I ain't just flipping out

You tell me suck your dick

I ain't saying whip it out

I'm emptying the whole fucking clip in your zipper now

You can't reproduce anymore bastards or bitches now

I paid more dues than a college student

I'm just tryna reap what I sow like the farmers do it

And this shit ain't gone move itself,nigga I'ma move it

And send anybody tryna stop me to the trauma unit

(Fast) I ain't gotta prove my points

Cause all of them is hollow tip

I'm the Queen of New York, it ain't got shit to do with politics

I'm dead nice I dont know what to say no more

They like Rem why you dont come around the way no more?

I'm like cuz muhfuckas hate, I might have to break a jaw

It seem like the whole hood cooperating with the law

I'm riding dirty, license suspended like it ain't no more

Probably a car full of niggas that all spray that 4

Chicks see me like "damn Rem don't fuck with bitches at all"

I don't fuck with bitches of course , cause bitches is whores (sluts)

It's not just the black girls all these bitches is lost

Puerto Rican , Asian, Caucasian, Dominican broads

But truthfully to me see, dudes is the worst

With ya half a hairline and ya dirty white shirt

How this nigga straight bird on his Nextel chirp?

[Verse 2:Papoose]

Why would I walk past you and bump you

Talk past you and mumble

I could walk past you rush grab you and touch you

They movin indirect my Ave. is a jungle

But I approach him real calm, my swagger is humble

Like pardon me homie, I ain't tryna gather no trouble

But I'm actually puzzled

Why you keep crackin your knuckles?

These niggas is funny so I laugh and just chuckle

On my lap got the mac with the muzzle

It take business to move me, it take real women to soothe me

Wanna spend some time, won't spend it with poosey

That's the same reason I can't get with these groupies

My girl got more credit then the end of the movie

Bonafied killa, you spoken lie listener

Stop stealin my rhymes, yous a stolen line spitter

Take a flake by myself, holdin my liquor

These ugly ass rappers can't pose in my picture

Element of surpise, I don't notify niggas