Текст песни Most Anticipated (Freestyle) - Remy Ma
Thinking
out
loud
Yall
know
I
got
the
4-fizzy
on
me
right
now
People
keep
saying,"Rem
you
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
40-inch
bundles
in
my
hair
right
now
Whoa,
do
you
feel
me?
I'm
a
real
one
fake
ones
fear
me
I
might
fly
out
to
your
hood
if
they
clear
me
Ain't
met
a
rapper
chick
yet
that
ain't
scared
of
me
You
talk
tough
but
I
really
did
a
sentence
In
black
ink,
your
fingers
never
been
printed
Showing
black
love
post,
I
invented
You
be
dragging
it
ma,
I'm
authentic
Yo,
eat
em
like
chow
Like
Nas
said
in
Ether
"yall
love
my
style"
But
niggas
in
the
streets
and
the
niggas
locked
down
Ever
need
a
shooter,
they
got
me
on
speed
dial
Makaveli
still
here,
ain't
a
killer
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
ho,
black
eyes
like
a
raccoon
Knockout,
leave
her
snoring
Leave
ya
head
full
of
blood,
girl
You
should
join
a
rap
group
Cause
as
a
soloist
you
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
loving
me
like
sausage,
hottest
chick
on
the
market
I'm
the
hardest
smartest
goddess
regardless
Walk
with
revolvers,
you
pressing
charges
Born
in
the
projects,
with
the
cops
& robbers
In
the
Bronx
we
bombers,
Remy
Mafia
mobbin'
You
know
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