How We Do (Freestyle)

[Verse 1: Remy Ma] I be's the hottest bitch on the market nigga Remy Martin from BX to Compton nigga And if you see Game tell em it's not a game Cause every nigga ever fucked me is pussy whipped something crazy True story you'll be all on me like damn she a certified shawty Oh yeah boogie down my city Pretty Remy have em sick when they see my titties Plus my lips like (uh), my hips like (uh) My ass like (nah) you gets none Pussy niggas is too scared yall really need to run I know they told you to get a dog but you need to get a gun I was never a motherfucker, I'm really into sons Brothers, fathers, uncles and husbands And every and then I might be do a cousin I'm a nigga magnet to attract em it's nothing I left the factory I was on the 645 Ain't a need for wooden doors when a bitch this fly Got cut in my face and I'm still a dime Have a nigga on parole in my room getting high If you wine me, dine me, and buy me diamonds I'll give it you , just how you like it boy And my shit stay wet , how much you wanna bet I'm as real as it gets They say I fucked up cause I wrapped Luck up Them rap hoes do not want me around Because I spits it, and when I spits it All they rhymes gone get shut the fuck down They say my LP flopped and my whole team wack And I only blew up because of Lean Back But I'm like fuck you because my G's stack Plus my whole squad killers and you can believe dat Nigga!