Secret Location - Remy Ma

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See, I? m like a new breed of female
When God made me, He was just showin? off
See most niggaz call a girl, when they wanna give a dick
My shawtys call me when they wanna get a brick

'Cause even when I'm not spitting
I'm still like bitch in the kitchen with that tight ass vision
And the way I chef up make you hang that connect up
See I guarantee to bring that extra to the buck thirty of white
Make 200 hard in this, butta plus 70 grand for Remy Ma

God, now that's a prophecy, I'm like a profit
And I? ma have all of my followers run through your projects
Smack the shit out of anybody that's not on my bus
They plan the private but what they forgot is

I? ma lunatic, crazy ass bitch with not enough sense
And too much dollars
I pop your top right off of your fuckin' collar
[Incomprehensible] I know where I be nigga holla

Yeah, she? s got the li'l' crib in the secret location
Laced it, put a strip pole in the basement
Never keep the guns the same place where the safe is
Never keep the fun? s the same place where the base is

Yeah, she? s got the li'l' crib in the secret location
Laced it, put a strip pole in the basement
Never keep the guns the same place where the safe is
Never keep the fun? s the same place where the base is

That? s word to grandma, cock the hammer
On the block and blow ya face that's in front of the camera
See if you plug that hole with ya little bandanna
And I still got my jewels like my name is Santana

Look li'l' homie y'all really don't know me
Lookin' for the squad but see I'm by my lonely
Bitches gon? pay? cause them motherfuckers owe me
Like puff 'n' maize, can't nobody hold me

Down from the boogy Bronx style with my hoodie y? all
Got pounds in the brown right on the boulevard
Gettin' so down in that motherfuckin' tittie bar
Like fuck these bitches I'm tryna get pissy and I'm not gay
So fuck the body, yardy

Look around, this is sausage party when I pull up in the pink Benz
With the powder pink tins on 22 inches
Half black chink friends hop out with the pink Tims
Laced with the mink trim, platinum with the pink chins

What you gon? think then, bet you gon? love them
You gon? wanna fuck but Shabba? s sayin' fuck Rem
So now I have to fuck them

She? s got the li'l' crib in the secret location
Laced it, put a strip pole in the basement
Never keep the guns the same place where the safe is
Never keep the fun? s the same place where the base is

Got the li'l' crib in the secret location
Laced it, put a strip pole in the basement
Never keep the guns the same place where the safe is
Never keep the fun? s the same place where the base is

Look I ain't too hard, these broads are just too easy
That's why every time I rhyme I be doin' them greasy
Please believe me I'm hot no matter the season
I spit so sick the track be sneezin'

Hook be coughin' got the whole studio freezin'
If you hit me and I hit you, we still ain't even
'Cause I'm not leavin' 'til you stop breathin'
Ain't nothing worst than gettin' popped for no reason

I wanna see you shot, laid out just leakin'
Your words can't come out 'cause ya mouth keep bleedin'
Your tank top burgundy, white tee burgundy
I know y? all bitches wishin' that them niggaz would've murdered me

Remy Ma, you know me if not you heard of me
The reason you gon? have to invest in plastic surgery
I'm good with a hood? n? some Tims, fuck burglary
My weed? s from of the islands and my guns is out in Germany

She? s got the li'l' crib in the secret location
Laced it, put a strip pole in the basement
Never keep the guns the same place where the safe is
Never keep the fun? s the same place where the base is

Got the li'l' crib in the secret location
Laced it, put a strip pole in the basement
Never keep the guns the same place where the safe is
Never keep the fun? s the same place where the base is

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Reminisce Mackie Martin-Smith (born May 30, 1981 in Castle Hill, Bronx), better known by her stage name Remy Ma, is an American rapper and former member of Fat Joe's rap crew, Terror Squad. She was featured on the group's hit song Lean Back from their second album, 2004's True Story. Her debut solo album, There's Something about Remy: Based on a True Story, was released in 2006. In May 2008, she was sentenced to eight years in prison after she was found guilty of assault, illegal weapon possession and attempted coercion related to a fatal shooting outside a nightclub in 2007. She married her fiance, rapper Papoose, outside the courtroom before she was sentenced, after he had tried to sneak a handcuff key into the prison where she was being held.

Remy has released five singles from her album There's Something About Remy: "Whuteva" , "Conceited", "Feels So Good", "Thug Love" and " "Lights Camera Action". "Conceited" was the most successful, however the album was largely a commercial failure selling only 225,000 units. The album got 3.5 mics from The Source magazine. Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.

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