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Ay, ay, look.

Baby girl, you're so damn fine, though.
I'm tryna know if I could hit it from behind, though.
I'm sippin' on you like some fine wine, though,
and when it's over, I press rewind, though.

Ay, you talkin' bands, girl, I got it.
Benjamins all in my pocket.
I traded in my Trues for some Robins.
He playin' Batman, Fetty's gonna rob him.

Ay, I got a Glock in my 'rari.
Ay, seventeen shots, no thirty-eight.
Ay, I got a Glock in my 'rari.
Seventeen shots...

I'm like, yeah, she's fine,
wonder when she'll be mine.
She walk past, I press rewind
to see that ass one more time.

And I got this sewed up.
Remy Boyz, they know us.
All fast money, no slow bucks.
No one can control us.
Ay, yeah, baby.

Tell me what you see,
is it money or it's me?
I smoke twenty, smell the weed.
I got hunnies in my V.

They like, Monty, can you be my baby daddy?
I'm like, yeah.
I got Robins on my jeans,
you see the wings on every pair.

All you see is Remy Boyz,
you know my n***as everywhere,
and if somebody got a problem,
we could meet up anywhere.

Now go say some,
don't you n***as play dumb?
You know where we came from,
you don't want sauce, no A1.

I'm like, yeah, she's fine,
wonder when she'll be mine.
She walk past, I press rewind
to see that ass one more time.

And I got this sewed up.
Remy Boyz, they know us.
All fast money, no slow bucks.
No one can control us.
Ay, yeah, baby.

Ay, she a cutie and she fine,
make me wanna make her mine,
she ain't nothin' like them bimbos.
If you like it, we can swerve,
we can light and stain up here,
blowin', pluck it out the window.

We get playin', press rewind,
got her singin' every time,
take a high note for me, girlfriend.
Got my city lookin' rude, I ain't Diddy, I ain't Loon,
but I think I need a girlfriend.

She feelin' great as I'm talkin' to her,
she a Remy Girl, so I'm gonna pursue her.
I brought a lot of loud, lot of Rem' to sip on,
thousand dollars when I get my tip on.

I'm off her,
asked her if her fatty real, she said that's all her.
Got her with the happy feel, I'm 'bouta spoil her,
got her with the happy feel,
I'm 'bouta spoil her, oh my.

I'm like, yeah, she's fine,
wonder when she'll be mine.
She walk past, I press rewind
to see that ass one more time.

And I got this sewed up.
Remy Boyz, they know us.
All fast money, no slow bucks.
No one can control us.
Ay, yeah, baby.

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