She's Gone

[Intro] What? You mean I'm your second favorite famale rapper You crazy? I'm better than most niggas, suck my dick [Verse 1] There ain't a bitch as ill as me, no bitch as real as me Shit, I live where the stealers, drug dealers, killers be Don't give a fuck what y'all motherfuckers think of me So fucking what, fuck a slut if she ain't feeling me If you a real bitch, then you love my shit Turn out the lights, get ya man and fuck to my shit Ride that dick, make him eat yo shit Bust ya nut ma, light a blunt to my shit I think it's some truth to that sex sells shit 'Cause bitches is so pussy, niggas is just dicks (Shit) I'm so sicking, don't think 'cause I smoke a lil' more Than a lotta weed that I'm slipping As long as hoes is still stripping, my flow is still flipping Jewels'll keep dripping And I'mma keep comin' through in that six wit the seats back shipment Stop tripping, bitch, 'cause when I stop you looking It's no need for the ice grill, you not in Brooklyn Go 'head and act fool like you really wanna step to this And I'mma put the tool right between ya two breasttess And ain't shit that you can say to me when you be breathless [Chorus] Young but I done did to too much shit I smoke like an O a day Nothing but the Dro and Haze So, you know I feel no pain Now I gotta go away [Spoken] Remy Ma, oficial fucking beat bodier Who the fuck want it? Niggas? Bitches? The fucking Bronx savior, the Queen of NY The game's changing She be on the rap for ya'll bitches This doobie ya heard BX don't get it twisted Home of the killers, the dealers, the bombers and Remy Martin, rep that [Verse 2] See I be trying not to swear to God But I swear mothafuckers gon' hear the squad Y'all betta fear the Prospect and Joe the God Armageddon, Tony Sunshine and Remy Ma About to take over the world already run the Bronx And if it wasn't for P, we couldn't be So bless his heart, bless his soul Make he rest in peace Can I get a lil' moment of silence, please? I never let him see me stress Don't never try to disrespect Nigga, I eat, shit, sleep and breath TS And if I love a nigga, Remy love a nigga ta death [Chorus] Young but I done did to too much shit I smoke like an O a day Nothing but the Dro and Haze So, you know I feel no pain Now I gotta go away