Testo Tight - Remy Ma feat. Fat Joe
Testo della canzone Tight (Remy Ma feat. Fat Joe), tratta dall'album There's Something About Remy-Based On A True Story (Edited)
This is, this is
This is, this is
Listen, listen, listen
I said listen
This is, this is
This is, this is
Listen, listen, listen
I said listen
You know that neck tight
You know that work tight
You know that pussy tight
She hold that grip tight
You know that pussy tight
You know that ass tight
(Why don't you pull up to my bumper, baby?)
You want that flow that sick? (Well, that's me)
You talkin' bout the coldest bitch? (Well, that's me)
Exclusive clothes from Italy (See, that's me)
('Cause ain't nobody fuckin' with me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me)
When you hear that "This is, this is," you know it's the hit
You know it's that bitch, yeah, nigga, reminiscin'
Hate to tell you but, this is, this is
As good as it gives is, that's no bullshitsit
I stay on my job and get down to the business
Please pay attention, l-l-listen, listen
This is, this is the Cool & Dre epidemic
And ain't nobody fuckin' with any of my niggas
You see Crack nice, Keddy and Pras nice
And even though we blow, we got a flow, Tony Shash' nice
And you know that I'm nice, Pun is insane
I be steady on the grind and Khaled's the beats, Novacane
It's not the same, niggas gon' change quickly
Blame your ghostwriter 'cause he can't fuckin' with me
Yeah, Remy Ma, T-I-N
If I freestyle spit in the park, nigga, I want in
You know that neck tight
You know that work tight
You know that pussy tight
She hold that grip tight
You know that pussy tight
You know that ass tight
(Why don't you pull up to my bumper, baby?)
You want that flow that sick? (Well, that's me)
You talkin' bout the coldest bitch? (Well, that's me)
Exclusive clothes from Italy (See, that's me)
('Cause ain't nobody fuckin' with me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me)
See, when it comes to magazines, I'm queen like Nefertiti
You can catch me in the Vibe, feel the vibe when you see me
On the King lookin' sleazy
I got The Source all over me, like baked ziti
A lotta weed smoke, so the picture look steamy
I'm a diva, so the dons and divas say they need me
Got the cover of the Ave, and I made it look easy
Why are you on the back of the page lookin' cheesy?
XXL, I turn niggas on like the TV
Rockin' all different colors from lemon to kiwi
I came in the game with Pun and they ain't believe me
So I made 'em wonder like Stevie
I came with a platinum rapper like Hershey's Kiss, no freebies
You came with a gold rapper like Reese's Pieces
Remy Ma rated R, y'all rated PG-13, birth cream
Damn, I talk greasy
You know that neck tight
You know that work tight
You know that pussy tight
She hold that grip tight
You know that pussy tight
You know that ass tight
(Why don't you pull up to my bumper, baby?)
You want that flow that sick? (Well, that's me)
You talkin' bout the coldest bitch? (Well, that's me)
Exclusive clothes from Italy (See, that's me)
('Cause ain't nobody fuckin' with me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me)
Okay, okay, this the hottest chick on the market
And e'rything that y'all politickin' is nonsense
Y'all mad 'cause y'all sittin' in auctions
And I'm the chick in the office, politic with abortions
Y'all mad 'cause y'all chickens is garbage
And all your cash is counterfeit and all y'all thoughtless
Y'all mad I'm kinda thick, bank account's enormous
Pussy, I'm flawless, need to fire, I torch it
Remy's on the rhymes and Crack's on the chorus
If I need a new whip, I might Porsche it
Now I'm Grammy-nominated 'cause they like my performance
But it's just a nomination, don't blow it out of proportion
Try to cross me and I'm gon' double-cross 'em
I told y'all, I'm married to the streets and I won't divorce 'em
I'm flossin' and glossin', I'm awesome
Flowers on the casket of bulldogs that opposed the squadron, you know
You know that neck tight
You know that work tight
You know that pussy tight
She hold that grip tight
You know that pussy tight
You know that ass tight
(Why don't you pull up to my bumper, baby?)
You want that flow that sick? (Well, that's me)
You talkin' bout the coldest bitch? (Well, that's me)
Exclusive clothes from Italy (See, that's me)
('Cause ain't nobody fuckin' with me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me)
You know that neck tight
You know that work tight
You know that pussy tight
She hold that grip tight
You know that pussy tight
You know that ass tight
(Why don't you pull up to my bumper, baby?)
You want that flow that sick? (Well, that's me)
You talkin' bout the coldest bitch? (Well, that's me)
Exclusive clothes from Italy (See, that's me)
('Cause ain't nobody fuckin' with me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me)
Credits
Writer(s): Marcello Valenzano, Andre Christopher Lyon, Joseph Anthony Cartagena, Remy Kioni Smith
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