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Shether (Explicit) - Remy Ma
Free Remy
Word
You know what Free Remy
F**k you Free Remy
F**k Nicki Minaj
Are you dumb
You wore a pink diamond chicken wing chain
Are you dumb
You had a leopard beehive on your head
Are you dumb
Are you forgettin' that I pressed you before b**ch
F**k Nicki Minaj
I F**k with your soul like Shether
Will you ain't the queen I'll show you
Not Lipo your a** and belly
Lose I prove you lost already
They told you your whole career
I'd come home and kill you right
Ha ha
I told you I wasn't talkin' about your dumb a**
It looks stupid you literally got a dumb a**
Talkin' cray and we all know that you dumb as
You get Donkey of the Day yeah you dumb a**
Let's be honest you stole that line 'bout b**ches bein' your sons
How you take my '09 jail tweet and run
Talkin' about bringin' knives to a fight with guns
When the only shot you ever took was in your buns
And I saw Meek at All Star he told me your a** dropped
He couldn't f**k you for three months
Because your a** dropped
Now I don't think y'all understand how bad her a** got
The implants that she had put in her a** popped
I was like
Damn 90 days and you couldn't have box
Did she at least compensate
Start givin' you mad top
Her name Minaj right
She ain't throw you some bad thots
He said nah that's when I knew you was really a trash bop
You was screamin' Free Remy when I was upstate doomed
But now that they freed Remy you don't sing the same tune
Locked me up threw away my keys threw away my weaves
Snatched me from my son braids to the back state greens
Daily News
Her career's over
She was kinda stupid
But you saw a opportunity 'cause you a opportunist
Left your Day 1 'cause you heard he was on some cheat sh*t
Then got with the dude that told you on some creep sh*t
But what happened to Omeeka
Nah on some G sh*t
Left him and took a pic with the dude he had beef with
And we all know it was a beef that you started
Pillow talkin' out of your a** this b**ch retarded
Now you gotta die you dearly departed
Bloodbath when I catch you a real red carpet
Now what I'ma do I'ma just stick to the facts
B**ch so scared of my future got this b**ch goin' backwards
Been through mad crews you disloyal hoochie
Now all of a sudden you back with Drake and Tunechi
After he said you sucked his d**k you back with Gucci
Who next Puff Deb or Fendi You're a list groupie
And to be the Queen of Rap you gotta actually rap
The whole industry know that your sh*t is a wrap
No to be the Queen of Rap you can't have a ghostwriter
And that's why this is my house Flo Rida
Niggas done seen Drake pennin' Wayne pennin'
And since your first boyfriend left b**ch ain't winnin'
You a Internet troll a Web browser I'm sorry
You can't get a on line without Safaree
Mentionin' guns you P**sy Galore James Bond
Only time you touch a trigga is when you f**ked Trey Songz
Coke head you cheated on your man with Ebro
I might leak the footage of you sniffin' them ski slopes
They gassin' you up but you been on E though
Pills and Potions yep you been on E hoe
Got your ghostwriters back so you think you lit
Rem Belushi I'm a Ghostbuster b**ch
I'm supposed to be scared
'Cause you bought your Barbie chain back
I'll revert to Ante up you'll get your Barbie chain yapped
Tried to front in February catch you in that Maybach
Show you how to use your name you be usin' your name wack
I'm sayin' how you mix Nicki with a Minaj
I'ma park this b**ch put Nicki in the garage
I'm gettin' money like Nicky Barnes I'm the big homie
I responded in less than 48 hours Nick Nolte
Gettin' close like Nick Jonas grippin' the gauge
Then blaze off Face Off b**ch Nicolas Cage
You animated like Nickelodeon you fake b**ch
Only the kids believe in you you St Nick
Now when I shoot Nick at Nite they won't understand it
I'm wild'n out 'bout to hit Nick with the Cannon
How are you on the VMAs actin' like you hood
Way across the stage talkin' about Miley what's good
That's Hannah Montana she was always happy
You only fronted on Mariah 'cause Mariah don't carry
Tried to disrespect Taylor 'cause Taylor wasn't Swift enough
Pillsbury Doughgirl Remy pick the biscuit up
I'm jealous
B**ch you was happy when they took me
Best thing that ever happened to you was when they booked me
You said you never f**ked Wayne how stupid I look B
Get the picture I'll expose you I'm kind of a bully
You named yourself Nicki Lewinsky the mind of a rookie
'Cause you was suckin' his d**k
And now he tired of your nookie
You claimed you never f**ked Drake
Now that's where you took me
You f**ked the whole Empirewho you tryin' to be Cookie
Boogie Down Bronx I come out of the Boogie
To let you know real b**ches never lie on their p**sy
And stop talkin' numbers you signed a 360 deal
Through Young Money through Cash Money through Republic
Which means your money go through five niggas before you touch it
Any videos promotions come out of your budget
Endorsements tour and merchandise they finger f**k it
You make like 35 cents off of each ducat
I own my masters b**ch independent
So for every sale I do you gotta do like ten
Stop comparin' yourself to Jay you not like him
You a motherf**kin' worker not a boss like Rem
You're done them pop chicks ain't get the news yet
B**ch I pop chicks yeah and I'm the new vet
I kill rappers and you good as dead b**ch
Talkin' sh*t about me to a deaf b**ch
And usually I have sympathy for the impaired
But not when you hard of hearin' from untreated gonorrhea
But you point your fingers at me I'm the bad girl
When she the one out here misleadin' the black girls
All these fake asses influenced by that girl
Dyin' from botched surgeries what a sad world
But before the butt job you was a Spongebob
Suckin' cock for records captain of the cum squad
And I got a few words for the moms of the young Barbz
Guess who supports a child molester Nicki Minaj
You paid for your brother's wedding
That's hella foul
How you spendin' money to support a pedophile
He a walkin' dead man sendin' threats to him
I guess that's why they call you Barbie you was next to Ken
Talkin' about your money long and your foreign sick
Why you ain't help your bro hide his cum from forensics
You probably somewhere overseas foreign sick
Thought you could f**k with me by far Rem sick
Meek Drake Safaree I see men in your pants
We call that Jelani get it Semen in your pants
Uh I got trigger fingers you got bitter fingers
Yeah you must think you Drake and I'm Twitter fingers
VH1 watch this
You just got bodied by a Love 'n Hip Hop b**ch
Don't ever in your f**kin' life play with me
That's on the set
You tried it on the Rae Sremmurd record
You tried it on your little freestyle
They was both duds just like every other one was duds
Just like this last one was a dud
But what you not gonna do is keep subbin' me
Big Pun
I send a f**kin' headshot you dead b**ch
Will not lose