(Intro) baby, 17
(Verse 1) ay, ay, baby you so damn fine though im know if i can hit it from behind though I'm sippin' on you like fine wine though and its over, i press rewind though ay, you talkin' girl i got it benjamins all in my i traded in my trues for some he playin Batman, Fetty's 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, she's Wonder when be mine She past, I press rewind To see that ass one more And I got sewed up Remy Boyz, they us All fast money, no bucks No one can us Ay, yeaaaah
(Verse 2) me what you see Is it or it's me? I twenty, smell of weed 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 my niggas everywhere And if got a problem, we could meet up anywhere Now go say Don't you play dumb You know where we came You want no sauce, no A1
(Chorus) I'm like, yeah, she's when she'll be mine She walk past, I press To see ass one more time And I got sewed up Remy Boyz, know us All fast money, no bucks No one can us Ay, yeaaaah
(Verse 3) Ay, she a cutie, yeah she Make me wanna make her She ain't nothin' like bimbos If you it, we can swerve, we can light and stain up here Blowing, it out the window DJ playin', rewind, got her singing every time Take a high for me girlfriend Got my lookin' rude, I ain't Diddy, I ain't Loon But I think I need a She feelin' as im talkin' to her She a Remy girl so I'm pursue her I a lot of loud, lot of Remy to sip on dollars when I get my tip on Im off her, asked her if her fatty it She said that's all her, got her with the happy I'm boutta spoil her, got her with the happy I'm boutta her, oh my
(Chorus) I'm like, yeah, fine Wonder she'll be mine She walk past, I press To see that ass one more And I got sewed up Boyz, they know us All fast money, no bucks No one can us Ay, yeaaaah