REMY MA


No Bet Chill Lyrics

f**k Outta here Nigga......
No Bet....Chill!!
See the girls back home like mulberry
now they call me Hag&daaz cuz I got ice i got cream in my car cherry
remy ma ready...
and not to contradict my name, see i dont play the bar heavy.
Imma pothead so even if my eyes not red, I aint got an enemy thas not dead.
Oh you a hothead i'll leave ya head hot,
you know i got lead when you see that red dot
and plus im dead nice these bitches dead not
my chain flinstone, bracelet bedrock
and when im not in Miami its hot like Miami
I got twin glocks call em cotton & candy
I got 2 cousins that get it poppin named tequila & brandy.
I spent like 10 thousand just shopping for panties
Know these bitches cant stand me
Catch me hoppin out that Cadi
Shawty gased up cuz im frontin and im callin him daddy

(CHORUS)
If he aint a nigga then im like...
No Bet Chill
Ih he dont keep it hood im like...
No bet chill
If he aint actin ryte, if he aint packin like 9 inches then im like..
No bet chill
If he aint gettin dough then im like...No bet chill
He dont want me to smoke, he tying stupid shit like im a groupie bitch then im gon flip yea right...
No bet chill

Verse 2:
Homie I aint impressed cuz you dropped 450 on a new jersey
I just dropped 450 on a crib in New jersey but im from South bronk muthaf**ka u heard me &
I can tell you a bird cuz you get up to early.
U actin, askin whos really that bitch. I know a fever when I see it you aint really that sick
I spit full blown, you a mile cold.
Im 21 yrs young yall bitch wild old
Can tell you in ya 40s like you pushin 40.
got like 4 kids and trynna be somebody's shawty
Stop... you really need to lay off the cock, yall bitches bacardi breezy anr im remy on da rocks
WATCH.. an i aint talkin bout a chain or a watch im talkin sum joey crack shit im bout to get a match and u know da summer comin I can use another drop.
Got the ghetto barbie, but i got a lil pop... POP


(CHORUS)
If he aint a nigga then im like...
No Bet Chill
Ih he dont keep it hood im like...
No bet chill
If he aint actin ryte, if he aint packin like 9 inches then im like..
No bet chill
If he aint gettin dough then im like...No bet chill
He dont want me to smoke, he tying stupid shit like im a groupie bitch then im gon flip yea right...
No bet chill

See i know how to rhyme and im nice on da mic, and i know how to ride cuz in nyce on dem bikes.
And not for nutten im da type to wife see i can cook and clean, but i like to fight
I had dis shawty like to bite i called em iron mike changed it to jack frost cuz he started buying ice.
If im lying, im flying never catch me crying
you'd think i was down with the clipse the way i be grinding
alot of chics is sick, but im the sickest one i got 99 problems and a dick aint one. i got 99 guns and i still aint done
until this day i wish that i could bring back Pun
yea i know u cant take it kid see it wears the pants in this relationship but you gotta luv me cuz im so real and bitches try 2 hate im like...
No Bet chill

What do you do i luv you?
Of course i luv you , i luv all yall!!!

YEA... Larsen
I got my chills lets be for real

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Record Label(s): 2007 Howie McDuffie Music Group

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