(Intro) baby, 17
(Verse 1) ay, ay, baby you so damn fine though im tryna know if i can hit it from though I'm on you like some fine wine though and when its over, i press though ay, you talkin' girl i got it benjamins all in my i traded in my trues for robins he Batman, Fetty's 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 past, I press rewind To see that ass one more And I got this up Remy Boyz, they us All money, no slow bucks No one can us Ay, baby
(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 on my jeans, you see the wings on every pair All you see is Remy Boyz, you know my everywhere And if somebody got a problem, we could up anywhere Now go say Don't you play dumb You where we came from You don't no sauce, no A1
(Chorus) I'm like, yeah, fine Wonder she'll be mine She walk past, I rewind To see that ass one time And I got this up Remy Boyz, they us All fast money, no slow No one can us Ay, baby
(Verse 3) Ay, she a cutie, she fine Make me wanna make her She ain't nothin' them bimbos If you like it, we can swerve, we can light and stain up Blowing, it out the window DJ playin', press rewind, got her every time Take a high note for me Got my city lookin' rude, I Diddy, I ain't Loon But I I need a girlfriend She great as im talkin' to her She a Remy girl so I'm gunna her I brought a lot of loud, lot of to sip on dollars 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 her, got her with the happy feel I'm boutta her, oh my
(Chorus) I'm like, yeah, fine when she'll be mine She past, I press rewind To see ass one more time And I got this up Boyz, they know us All money, no slow bucks No one can us Ay, baby