"Rem The Pen" lyrics
All hail to the Queen Remy
All hail to the Queen Re-Ma (Ahhh)
All hail to the Queen of Queens (Remy Ma)
All hail to the Queen (Ahhh)
All hail to the Queen
Remy, Remy, Remy, Remy Ma-aah
Remy, Remy, Remy, Remy Ma
(Rem the Pen)
It's like a soon as I got on my feet they start hatin'
Little fishes up shits creek and wanna start batin'
All y'all bitches was parked, the spot's vacant
I'm the plug that got a spark, now the spot's taken
I really get on these beats and start skatin'
Flow nasty, voice raspy but it's not Jason
Was a fan, now you askin' for heat and it's heartbreakin'
Y'all done really make me kill this bitch
You ever wake up in the middle of the night and your heart racin'?
Check all the windows and doors and you start pacin'
Palms all sweaty, arm's start shakin'
Walkin' through the crib in the dark half naked
Take a mental note of everything in the safe
Just got upstairs and swear you heard somethin' in the basement
I'm the type of paranoid, I shoot ghosts
I shot my shadow by accident 'cause it was too close
Who they sends to prison, said I clap somethin' up? Me!
Who be with them niggas that'll yap somethin' up? Me!
Who be sonnin' bitches and'll slap somethin' up? Me!
Who be wifin' niggas and then (Pap) somethin' up? Me! Me!
Who was down seven winters and six summers? Me!
Came home all the way up and did numbers?
I dust you bitches, I don't trust you bitches
With Eazy-E dick I wouldn't fuck you bitches
I rock with La, Monie, Lyte and Missy M
Tierra, Brat, Digga, Cardi and Lil' Kim
Me and Nicki'll probably never speak again
But even that bitch told y'all I got a pen
And you not blackballed bitch, you just not Rem
You can't pop shit and try to hang with my friends
Dumb Bitch 101, I'm one and done
No, I'm one of one, you one of none
You so young and dumb and full of cum
Y'all both pussy, pussy, buns and buns
I don't care 'bout smoke, if it comes, it comes
'Cause I got guns on guns on guns on guns
And you know what rhymes with goners? Mourners!
These bitches gonna have to hold hands and call all the four corners
Yeah, I'm in God mode mindset, yeah big fine shit
In real life I'm lit, you just doin' shit for content
Who they sends to prison, said I clap somethin' up? Me!
Who be with them niggas that'll yap somethin' up? Me!
Who be sonnin' bitches and'll slap somethin' up? Me!
Who be wifin' niggas and then (Pap) somethin' up? Me! Me!
Who was down seven winters and six summers? Me!
Came home all the way up and did numbers? Me!
I dust you bitches, I don't trust you bitches
With Eazy-E dick I wouldn't fuck you bitches
Remy Ma, Remy Ma (Remy Ma)
Remy Ma, Remy Ma (Remy Ma)
Remy Ma, Remy Ma
The Queen
All hail to the Queen Re-Ma (Ahhh)
All hail to the Queen of Queens (Remy Ma)
All hail to the Queen (Ahhh)
All hail to the Queen
Remy, Remy, Remy, Remy Ma-aah
Remy, Remy, Remy, Remy Ma
(Rem the Pen)
It's like a soon as I got on my feet they start hatin'
Little fishes up shits creek and wanna start batin'
All y'all bitches was parked, the spot's vacant
I'm the plug that got a spark, now the spot's taken
I really get on these beats and start skatin'
Flow nasty, voice raspy but it's not Jason
Was a fan, now you askin' for heat and it's heartbreakin'
Y'all done really make me kill this bitch
You ever wake up in the middle of the night and your heart racin'?
Check all the windows and doors and you start pacin'
Palms all sweaty, arm's start shakin'
Walkin' through the crib in the dark half naked
Take a mental note of everything in the safe
Just got upstairs and swear you heard somethin' in the basement
I'm the type of paranoid, I shoot ghosts
I shot my shadow by accident 'cause it was too close
Who they sends to prison, said I clap somethin' up? Me!
Who be with them niggas that'll yap somethin' up? Me!
Who be sonnin' bitches and'll slap somethin' up? Me!
Who be wifin' niggas and then (Pap) somethin' up? Me! Me!
Who was down seven winters and six summers? Me!
Came home all the way up and did numbers?
I dust you bitches, I don't trust you bitches
With Eazy-E dick I wouldn't fuck you bitches
I rock with La, Monie, Lyte and Missy M
Tierra, Brat, Digga, Cardi and Lil' Kim
Me and Nicki'll probably never speak again
But even that bitch told y'all I got a pen
And you not blackballed bitch, you just not Rem
You can't pop shit and try to hang with my friends
Dumb Bitch 101, I'm one and done
No, I'm one of one, you one of none
You so young and dumb and full of cum
Y'all both pussy, pussy, buns and buns
I don't care 'bout smoke, if it comes, it comes
'Cause I got guns on guns on guns on guns
And you know what rhymes with goners? Mourners!
These bitches gonna have to hold hands and call all the four corners
Yeah, I'm in God mode mindset, yeah big fine shit
In real life I'm lit, you just doin' shit for content
Who they sends to prison, said I clap somethin' up? Me!
Who be with them niggas that'll yap somethin' up? Me!
Who be sonnin' bitches and'll slap somethin' up? Me!
Who be wifin' niggas and then (Pap) somethin' up? Me! Me!
Who was down seven winters and six summers? Me!
Came home all the way up and did numbers? Me!
I dust you bitches, I don't trust you bitches
With Eazy-E dick I wouldn't fuck you bitches
Remy Ma, Remy Ma (Remy Ma)
Remy Ma, Remy Ma (Remy Ma)
Remy Ma, Remy Ma
The Queen
