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(Intro)
baby, 17

(Verse 1)
ay, ay,
girl you so damn fine though
im tryna know if i can hit it from though
I'm sippin' on you like some wine though
and its over, i press rewind though
ay, you talkin' bands i got it
all in my pocket
i in my trues for some robins
he playin Batman, gonna rob him
I got a in my 'rari, 17 shots, no 38
I got a in my 'rari, 17 shots, no 38

(Chorus)
I'm like, yeah, fine
when she'll be mine
She walk past, I rewind
To see that ass one more
And I got this up
Boyz, they know us
All fast money, no bucks
No one can us
Ay, yeaaaah

(Verse 2)
me what you see
Is it money or me?
I smoke twenty, smell of
I got in my V
They like, Monty, can you be my baby daddy, I'm like
I got robins on my jeans, you see the wings on pair
All you see is Remy Boyz, you know my niggas
And if got a problem, we could meet up anywhere
Now go say
you niggas play dumb
You know we came from
You want no sauce, no A1

(Chorus)
I'm like, yeah, fine
when she'll be mine
She walk past, I rewind
To see ass one more time
And I got this up
Remy Boyz, know us
All fast money, no slow
No one can us
Ay, yeaaaah

(Verse 3)
Ay, she a cutie, she fine
me wanna make her mine
She ain't nothin' like bimbos
If you like it, we can swerve, we can and stain up here
Blowing, pluck it out the
DJ playin', press rewind, got her singing time
Take a high note for me
Got my lookin' rude, I ain't Diddy, I ain't Loon
But I I need a girlfriend
She feelin' as im talkin' to her
She a Remy girl so I'm pursue her
I brought a lot of loud, lot of to sip on
Thousand when I get my tip on
Im off her, asked her if her with it
She that's all her, got her with the happy feel
I'm boutta spoil her, got her the happy feel
I'm boutta her, oh my

(Chorus)
I'm like, yeah, she's
when she'll be mine
She walk past, I press
To see that ass one more
And I got this up
Remy Boyz, know us
All money, no slow bucks
No one can us
Ay, yeaaaah