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!