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(Intro)
Yeaaah baby, 17

(Verse 1)
ay, ay, look
baby girl you so damn fine though
im tryna know if i can hit it from behind though
I'm sippin' on you like some fine wine though
and when its 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
I got a glock in my 'rari, 17 shots, no 38
I got a glock in my 'rari, 17 shots, no 38

(Chorus)
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, yeaaaah baby

(Verse 2)
Tell me what you see
Is it money or it's me?
I smoke twenty, smell of 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 niggas everywhere
And if somebody got a problem, we could meet up anywhere
Now go say something
Don't you niggas play dumb
You know where we came from
You don't want no sauce, no A1

(Chorus)
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, yeaaaah baby

(Verse 3)
Ay, she a cutie, yeah 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
Blowing, pluck it out the window
DJ playin', press rewind, got her singing 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 im talkin' to her
She a Remy girl so I'm gunna pursue her
I brought a lot of loud, lot of Remy to sip on
Thousand dollars when I get my tip on
Im off her, asked her if her fatty with it
She said that's all her, got her with the happy feel
I'm boutta spoil her, got her with the happy feel
I'm boutta spoil her, oh my

(Chorus)
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, yeaaaah baby