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(Intro)
baby, 17

(Verse 1)
ay, ay,
baby girl you so fine though
im know if i can hit it from behind though
I'm sippin' on you like fine wine though
and when its over, i press though
ay, you talkin' bands i got it
all in my pocket
i traded in my trues for robins
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, fine
when she'll be mine
She walk past, I rewind
To see that ass one time
And I got sewed up
Boyz, they know us
All money, no slow bucks
No one can us
Ay, yeaaaah

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

(Chorus)
I'm like, yeah, she's
Wonder she'll be mine
She past, I press rewind
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, she fine
Make me wanna her mine
She ain't nothin' them bimbos
If you like it, we can swerve, we can light and up here
Blowing, pluck it out the
DJ playin', press rewind, got her every time
Take a high for me girlfriend
Got my city lookin' rude, I ain't Diddy, I ain't
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, her if her fatty with it
She said that's all her, got her with the feel
I'm boutta spoil her, got her the happy feel
I'm spoil 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 time
And I got sewed up
Boyz, they know us
All money, no slow bucks
No one can us
Ay, yeaaaah