Banned From NY

[Verse 1: Remy Ma]

Mic check 1-2 , 1-2

In school I walked the halls with a sharp pencil

Now I'm drawing a pistol, let a nigga do a bitch move

Or let a bitch move I'm shitting

Wiping my ass with em like tissue

And then I gotta flush em see Remy really don't love em

Same shit different toilet, so like a plum I'd hate to plunge her

And If a nigga got some trees and a nice piece of lumber

And could make some paper than I might just fuck him

And If I stick em , than  I stuck em

Like a chicken I'll pluck em

Gave him some scrambled eggs

Now he walking so I duck him

Niggas got bubblegum blow

Pop broads like Rem some sorta sucker

Put some money on that bitch and I bet you I Lady Luck her

If she want a problem , cause a uproar or a ruckus

It's never nothing for me to quickly Timberland chuck her

Dead in the middle of ground zero

I'm like a Superhero, female Joe Pesci, Al Pacino modern day Robert De Niro

Defend my niggas that do murders like Robert Shapiro

Drink Malibu, pineapple juice and puff piff by the pillow

Forreal tho, Tell my flow ain't so crazy

Just shot at yo crib

Not where you live but where you lay yo baby

And lately I been spittin on some I'm real yo Conceited shit

To me chicks is like dicks

I'm quick to tell em beat it bitch

You hang around boxers, but your no tough cookie

You only get hard when your around pussies

I do chick greasy K Sleazy know my M.O

Why you runnin round like  please, please listen to my demo

I'm in a new MB bitch and I'm buggin at the windows

With the tints, limo black cause I'm blowing down the Indo

You may stunt round them other broads

But you don't want it with Rem tho

Take your posters down on some petty shit like my nigga N-O

I ain't saying that you garbage

You better stuck where you started

You could neva ever ever ever be Ms.Martin

I flow retarded, You can't stand to see me

I know you was wishing I was really banned from TV

That still wouldn't stop me from talking reckless on mixtapes, and CD's FM, XM, Satellite, and DVD

I'm remarkable it don't matter who I'm talking to

They all flow mediocre and they faces ain't marketable

Look ma you need more than some shades and some shiny lips

For me to believe you a rapper, and you really can spit

That you even next to me, Do yall hear this bitch?

I wish I was Foxy right now I don't wanna hear this shit

You need to fuck back, I know you been sneaking round back

You and your weave is loose I can see your tracks

You ain't fire , no bitch you ain't poppin

You a burning sanitation truck, ma you hot garbage

You a bum bitch, you hear the trumpets

It's the Queen of NY, Remy Ma

And I ain't nothing to fuck with

Rem!