(Remy Ma talking) Turn it up louder Most anticipated Something Bout Remy n***a Look [Remy Ma: Verse 1] I ain't thinking bout b**hes I'm on the road on promo tour You in the hood f**ing for free Straight promo who*e dil*o in ya bu*t that should be your logo slore I send you prostitute b**hes on a p**no tour I had few exclusive spots but they ain't low no more I heard you stopped by now I don't go no more I send 40Cal shots through your Volvo door Yo I rock more Chanel than that Coco girl You coppin knock offs acting like its really a Gucci I hops out the Porsche in Emilio Pucci And walk up in the corner store and get me a loosie And I dont even smoke just to sh** on you groupies And get a brown paper bag so I can sit on the stoop see It dont more hood than your girl Rem truthfully Like Keyshia and New Jack City the movie Rock a bye baby you n***as is Pookie And I got that crack I dont know nothing about slow money Grey base, pure white Call me a snow bunny You never fired a gun I keeps it so gully My gun fire like Mike Saunders for Payola Money I'm conceited Rem could never be ugly I take a Chinese chick a** before a face like Buffie's The rumors is crazy, I must really be that b**h How can I have time to pipe Pap and yall on his dick? Picture me robbed by a washed up video chick And how I'm arguing with Foxy and she can't hear sh**? Matter fact dont even ask me nothing bout nobody With a clit, a p**y, a a**, or some tits I ain't gay I can only tell you bout dick And thats word to the saliva in my mouth I spit That sh** like none other f** ya baby mother We piped in the crib I wipe my p**y with the baby covers Yeah I'm crazy I know b**hes hate me But really ion love em And yall can't make me Nope (Remy talking) Somethin Bout Remy Most Anticipated my name is Remy Ma!