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Yeah, baby, 17
 (Remy Boy Lifestyle)
 Ayy, ayy, look
 Baby girl, you so damn fine, though
 I'm tryna know if I could hit it from behind, though
 I'm sippin' on you like some fine wine, though (Remy Boyz)
 And when it's over, I press rewind, though, ayy
 You talkin' bands, girl, I got it
 Benjamin's all in my pocket
 I traded in my Trues for some Robins
 He playin' Batman, Fetty's gon' rob him
 Ayy, I got a Glock in my 'Rari, ayy, 17 shots, no .38
 Ayy, I got a Glock in my 'Rari, 17 shots, no .38
 I'm like, yeah, she's fine
 Wonder when she'll be mine (yeah, baby)
 She walk past, I press rewind (yeah, baby)
 To see that ass one more time
 And I got this sewed up
 Remy Boyz, they know us (they know us)
 All fast money, no slow bucks (yeah, baby)
 No one can control us
 (Uh, yeah, Monty) ayy, yeah, baby
 Tell me what you see, is it money or it's me?
 I smoke 20, smell the -
 I got hunnies in my V (yeah, baby)
 They like, "Monty, can you be my baby, daddy?" I'm like "Yeah" (yeah)
 I got Robins on my jeans, you see the wings on every pair (ayy, ayy)
 All you see is Remy Boyz, you know my niggas everywhere (Remy Boyz)
 And if somebody got a problem, we could meet up anywhere (Monty, let's go)
 Now go say some' (ayy)
 Don't you niggas play dumb (yeah)
 You know where we came from
 You won't want sauce, no A1
 I'm like, yeah, she's fine (fine)
 Wonder when she'll be mine (woo)
 She walk past, I press rewind
 To see that ass one more time
 And I got this sewed up
 Remy Boyz, they know us
 All fast money, no slow bucks
 No one can control us
 Ayy, yeah, baby
 Ayy, she a cutie and she fine, make me wanna make her mine
 She ain't nothin' like 'em bimbos (she ain't nothin' like 'em bimbos)
 If you like it, we can swerve, we can light and stain up here
 Blowin', pluck it out the window (pluck it out the window)
 We get playin', press rewind, got her singin' every time
 Take a high note for me, girlfriend
 Got my city lookin' rude, I ain't Diddy, I ain't Loon
 But I think I need a girlfriend
 She feelin' great as I'm talkin' to her
 She a Remy Girl so I'm gon' pursue her
 I brought a lot of loud, lot of Remy to sip on
 Thousand dollars when I get my tip on (sheesh)
 I'm off her, asked her if her fatty real
 She said that's all her, got her with the happy feel
 I'm 'bout to spoil her, go-go-got her with the happy feel
 I'm 'bout to spoil her, oh, my
 I'm like, yeah, she's fine (fine)
 Wonder when she'll be mine
 She walk past, I press rewind
 To see that ass one more time
 And I got this sewed up
 Remy Boyz, they know us (Remy Boyz, yeah)
 All fast money, no slow bucks (all fast money)
 No one can control us (no one can control us)
 Ayy, yeah, baby
 ZooWap, Monty
 ZooWap, Dicey
 Yeah, baby, Remy Boyz
 ♪
 Yeah, yeah
 
 Yeah, baby, 17
 (Remy Boy Lifestyle)
 Ayy, ayy, look
 Baby girl, you so damn fine, though
 I'm tryna know if I could hit it from behind, though
 I'm sippin' on you like some fine wine, though (Remy Boyz)
 And when it's over, I press rewind, though, ayy
 You talkin' bands, girl, I got it
 Benjamin's all in my pocket
 I traded in my Trues for some Robins
 He playin' Batman, Fetty's gon' rob him
 Ayy, I got a Glock in my 'Rari, ayy, 17 shots, no .38
 Ayy, I got a Glock in my 'Rari, 17 shots, no .38
 I'm like, yeah, she's fine
 Wonder when she'll be mine (yeah, baby)
 She walk past, I press rewind (yeah, baby)
 To see that ass one more time
 And I got this sewed up
 Remy Boyz, they know us (they know us)
 All fast money, no slow bucks (yeah, baby)
 No one can control us
 (Uh, yeah, Monty) ayy, yeah, baby
 Tell me what you see, is it money or it's me?
 I smoke 20, smell the -
 I got hunnies in my V (yeah, baby)
 They like, "Monty, can you be my baby, daddy?" I'm like "Yeah" (yeah)
 I got Robins on my jeans, you see the wings on every pair (ayy, ayy)
 All you see is Remy Boyz, you know my niggas everywhere (Remy Boyz)
 And if somebody got a problem, we could meet up anywhere (Monty, let's go)
 Now go say some' (ayy)
 Don't you niggas play dumb (yeah)
 You know where we came from
 You won't want sauce, no A1
 I'm like, yeah, she's fine (fine)
 Wonder when she'll be mine (woo)
 She walk past, I press rewind
 To see that ass one more time
 And I got this sewed up
 Remy Boyz, they know us
 All fast money, no slow bucks
 No one can control us
 Ayy, yeah, baby
 Ayy, she a cutie and she fine, make me wanna make her mine
 She ain't nothin' like 'em bimbos (she ain't nothin' like 'em bimbos)
 If you like it, we can swerve, we can light and stain up here
 Blowin', pluck it out the window (pluck it out the window)
 We get playin', press rewind, got her singin' every time
 Take a high note for me, girlfriend
 Got my city lookin' rude, I ain't Diddy, I ain't Loon
 But I think I need a girlfriend
 She feelin' great as I'm talkin' to her
 She a Remy Girl so I'm gon' pursue her
 I brought a lot of loud, lot of Remy to sip on
 Thousand dollars when I get my tip on (sheesh)
 I'm off her, asked her if her fatty real
 She said that's all her, got her with the happy feel
 I'm 'bout to spoil her, go-go-got her with the happy feel
 I'm 'bout to spoil her, oh, my
 I'm like, yeah, she's fine (fine)
 Wonder when she'll be mine
 She walk past, I press rewind
 To see that ass one more time
 And I got this sewed up
 Remy Boyz, they know us (Remy Boyz, yeah)
 All fast money, no slow bucks (all fast money)
 No one can control us (no one can control us)
 Ayy, yeah, baby
 ZooWap, Monty
 ZooWap, Dicey
 Yeah, baby, Remy Boyz
 ♪
 Yeah, yeah
 

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Duration
03:16
Key
7
Tempo
190 BPM

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