She’s Gone lyrics

by

Ne-Yo


[Intro]
What?
You mean I'm your second favorite famale rapper
You crazy?
I'm better than most n*ggas, suck my di*k

[Verse 1]
There ain't a b*tch as ill as me, no b*tch as real as me
sh*t, I live where the stealers, drug dealers, killers be
Don't give a f*ck what y'all motherf*ckers think of me
So f*cking what, f*ck a sl*t if she ain't feeling me
If you a real b*tch, then you love my sh*t
Turn out the lights, get ya man and f*ck to my sh*t
Ride that di*k, make him eat yo sh*t
Bust ya nut ma, light a blunt to my sh*t
I think it's some truth to that sex sells sh*t
'Cause b*tches is so pus*y, n*ggas is just di*ks (sh*t)
I'm so sicking, don't think 'cause I smoke a lil' more
Than a lotta weed that I'm slipping
As long as hoes is still stripping, my flow is still flipping
Jewels'll keep dripping
And I'mma keep comin' through in that six wit the seats back shipment
Stop tripping, b*tch, 'cause when I stop you looking
It's no need for the ice grill, you not in Brooklyn
Go 'head and act fool like you really wanna step to this
And I'mma put the tool right between ya two breasttess
And ain't sh*t that you can say to me when you be breathless
[Chorus]
Young but I done did to too much sh*t
I smoke like an O a day
Nothing but the Dro and Haze
So, you know I feel no pain
Now I gotta go away

[Spoken]
Remy Ma, oficial f*cking beat bodier
Who the f*ck want it? n*ggas? b*tches?
The f*cking Bronx savior, the Queen of NY
The game's changing
She be on the rap for ya'll b*tches
This doobie ya heard
BX don't get it twisted
Home of the killers, the dealers, the bombers and Remy Martin, rep that

[Verse 2]
See I be trying not to swear to God
But I swear mothaf*ckers gon' hear the squad
Y'all betta fear the Prospect and Joe the God
Armageddon, Tony Sunshine and Remy Ma
About to take over the world already run the Bronx
And if it wasn't for P, we couldn't be
So bless his heart, bless his soul
Make he rest in peace
Can I get a lil' moment of silence, please?
I never let him see me stress
Don't never try to disrespect
n*gga, I eat, sh*t, sleep and breath TS
And if I love a n*gga, Remy love a n*gga ta death
[Chorus]
Young but I done did to too much sh*t
I smoke like an O a day
Nothing but the Dro and Haze
So, you know I feel no pain
Now I gotta go away
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