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Back then, didn't mess with me
When it comes to bands, now I'm feelin' like I'm gettin' plenty
You be throwin' ones in the air, I'm throwin' twenties
Had no recipe when I cook change my name to Remy
Lyin' to these hoes, man, I tell them that I'm six feet
And that gon' make them get up in the bed, take off they panties
Hit me with a pump to my heart, that did some damage
I'm talkin' to this bad hoe, and I think she Spanish
A fine set of twins and they bad, I don't need em
I'm tryna get the bag, it's so close, I can feel it
I be on my grind from the a.m. to the p.m
Tryna make this dough quick, yeah, I really do need it
Anywhere I go, all I see is Bodequas
Slim, thick, curvy, yeah, the type of mamacitas
I'm the type to run a Check up ian talk Adidas
I won't wife a hoe, all these hoes, yeah, they cheaters
Type to say they, want your money, claim that they need ya
Wasn't there from the start, yeah, I know you didn't believe
In my life, you played a part, told you one day you gon' see
When I'm livin' my best life, with a Spanish girl on me, yeah
Back then, didn't mess with me
When it comes to bands, now I'm feelin' like I'm gettin' plenty
You be throwin' ones in the air, I'm throwin' twenties
Had no recipe when I cook change my name to Remy
Lyin' to these hoes, man, I tell em' that I'm six feet
And that gon' make em' get up in the bed, take off they panties
Hit me with a pump to my heart, that did some damage
I'm talkin' to this bad ho, and I think she Spanish