Lights, Camera, Action Lyrics - There's Something About Remy: Based On A True Story - Remy Ma

Here I am standin' in my b-boy stance 

I got my name air brushed down the leg of my pants 

I got my 54 letters and my Kangol on 

Bamboo earrings and my bangles on 

Word up, the girl look good 

I'ma 80's baby, paid in full 

Look at my rope chain, now check my belt buckle 

Put my gazelles on my eyes, now I'm lookin' for trouble 

I need a Solider that's stackin' an' packin' 

We can't even talk if you can't fit a magnum 

I'm fresh to def when it comes to fashion 

See, I switched up to my 8 ball jacket 

And my spandex got me stoppin' traffic 

Baby, not for nuttin', I'ma walkin' accident 

They catch whiplash, every time I'm passin' 'em 

It's time for some, time for some, time for some 

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Niggas bring ya guns and ya 9's along 

Why? 

Remy Mas on the microphone 

The levels, the levels, the levels is good 

The levels is good, the levels is good 

Bitches bring ya guns and ya 9's along 

Why? 

Remy Ma's on the microphone 

The levels, the levels, the levels is good 

The levels is good, the levels is good 

Yeah, Remy wanna rock, how hard is that 

I'm from the BX, Bronx, where it started at 

We had jams in the park, motherfuckers a disco 

Everybody smokin' joints, sippin' Cisco 

Two turn tables and the microphone full throttle 

I'll pull up in that Alf or a Mayo Malano, system bangin' 

Drivin' reckless, like I don't give a fuck about my B-B-S's 

Yo, check this 

Photos 

I hopped out wit my ass cheeks showin' 

Through my salt n peppers 

Only got one chance to make a first impression 

Spit like Big Pun and KRS one mixxed 

My Flows sick but it's more than rappin' 

First chick try to front, first chic, k I'm smackin' 

On some Redman shit, bitch I ain't laughin' 

Its time for some, time for some, time for some 

Niggas bring ya guns and ya 9's along 

Why? 

Remy Mas on the microphone 

The levels, the levels, the levels is good 

The levels is good, the levels is good 

Bitches bring ya guns and ya 9's along 

Why? 

Remy Ma's on the microphone 

The levels, the levels, the levels is good 

The levels is good, the levels is good 

Big Rem from the Boondocks 

I'm like, all I really need is my Boom box 

Listen, we can get it poppin' 

I'm doin' the wop and he 1, 2 steppin' 

Like there ain't no stoppin' 

All my fellas say, oh, my ladies say, awe 

Yeah, MC's gon' move the crowd, I'm fuckin' dope 

Fresh to def, cold, chillin' and I'm sippin' on juice and gin 

It's Friday night and I just got paid 

I ain't dressed up or nuttin'm I'm tryna get laid 

I'm tryna get shorty over there wit the fade 

By the end of the night to say my name 

But these lights is all in my face 

And I'm really feelin' like I'm a star on stage 

Cameras flashin', everybody pose 

'Cause it's about time for some 

Niggas bring ya guns and ya 9's along 

Why? 

Remy Mas on the microphone 

The levels, the levels, the levels is good 

The levels is good, the levels is good 

Bitches bring ya guns and ya 9's along 

Why? 

Remy Ma's on the microphone 

The levels, the levels, the levels is good 

The levels is good, the levels is good