Hit Me

[Verse 1:Remy Ma] Why would I display the 7 put you a nigga news When I can spray the desert take a nigga out his shoes See these niggas mad pussy, and these pussies mad loose Cuz they been getting fucked and pimped like prostitutes And still your crew so soft I ain't even gotta shoot I can punch you in your face, put the footage on Youtube Whats wrong with you, you ain't part of the crew see If you ain't the rapper then your a male groupie (yup yup yup) The girl so Gucci, the Princess of Pucci Lately they been calling me Lady Louis The Vuitton vixen, female Fendi Shorty Chanel Rodeo Drive Remy I'm fresh but what you expect Yes I take cash , credit, and personal checks Oh yeah I'm a bastard When I shop I ask the cashier if she want paper or plastic [Verse 2: Remy Ma] Shesus Khryst tell me who's fucking with me And if shes so nice tell that bitch to come and get me The Queen of NY I gets busy I got a Ace and a 9 and I'm still like (Hit me) Get me got me You can't stop me because I'ma go-getter If you need that snow, then my name cold weather See I keep that white girl, Christina Aguilera Whip proper, Betty Crocker (no one can do it better) No need to argue or debate it I'm like Floyd you should appreciate me sparring with these haters You ain't never been the best, and you far from the greatest You like Mayweather father , you swear to God that you made us I read the website pages and they saying I'm the illest bitch You look like a puppet and you need a ventriloquist These females are fans, these guys are groupies So I'ma let you star in your own movie Then I'ma (shoot at you actors like movie directors)