Funkmaster Flex night

Funkmaster Flex, Funkmaster Flex, Funkmaster Flex

Remy, not another one

Why?

Oh man, oh man, oh man, not again

Rem!



I guess you know now who the head bitch is

I'm a savage, I be killin' dead bitches

I bet you wish that you ain't never said shit

Now they so busy shootin' videos and I'm like nah

Where the f**k is your song? I mean, come on

You know the pub want some bars, I'm Remy Ma

Güerito, I ain't sparrin' with you bozos

My raps too hard and you Miguel Cotto, uh

I swear to God, this chick a real fraud

Bet you wonderin' how I know your problems?

It's a lot of people that you really bothered

They was sellin' footage and you know I bought it

This ain't a little L, wait, wait

You took a Big L, you diggin' in the crates, yeah

I put you on the bench, you really press

She was absent, an automatic F

Waited four days, ma, where you been?

I came here in the 'Rari playin' Lil' Kim

Don't know what made you think that you could f**k with Rem

But I guess this is what I gotta do to make ya spit



Already took a L, now you got another one

I secure the bag, now I got another one

I caught the W, now I got another one

Yo, what's that shit you be sayin', Khaled?

(Another one)

Already took a L, now you got another one

I secure the bag, now I got another one

I caught the W, now I got another one

Yo, what's that shit you be sayin', Khaled?

(Another one)