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Lights, Camera, Action

Here I am standin' in my be-boy stance

I got my name air brushed down the leg of my pants

I got my 54 letters and my Kangol on

Bamboo earrings and my bangles onWord up, the girl look good

I'ma 80's baby, paid in full

Look at my rope chain, now check my belt buckle

Put my gazelles on my eyes, now I'm lookin' for troubleI need a Solider that's stackin' an' packin'

We can't even talk if you can't fit a magnum

I'm fresh to def when it comes to fashionSee, I switched up to my 8 ball jacket

And my spandex got me stoppin' traffic

Baby, not for nuttin', I'ma walkin' accident

They catch whiplash, every time I'm passin' 'em

It's time for some, time for some, time for someNiggas bring ya guns and ya 9's along

Why?

Remy Mas on the microphone

The levels, the levels, the levels is good

The levels is good, the levels is goodBitches bring ya guns and ya 9's along

Why?

Remy Ma's on the microphone

The levels, the levels, the levels is good

The levels is good, the levels is goodYeah, Remy wanna rock, how hard is that

I'm from the BX, Bronx, where it started at

We had jams in the park, motherfuckers a disco

Everybody smokin' joints, sippin' CiscoTwo turn tables and the microphone full throttle

I'll pull up in that Alf or a Mayo Malano, system bangin'

Drivin' reckless, like I don't give a fuck about my be-be-S's

Yo, check thisI hopped out wit my ass cheeks showin'

Through my salt n peppers

Only got one chance to make a first impression

Spit like Big Pun and KRS one mixxedMy Flows sick but it's more than rappin'

First chick try to front, first chic,k I'm smackin'

On some Redman shit, bitch I ain't laughin'

Its time for some, time for some, time for someNiggas bring ya guns and ya 9's along

Why?

Remy Mas on the microphone

The levels, the levels, the levels is good

The levels is good, the levels is goodBitches bring ya guns and ya 9's along

Why?

Remy Ma's on the microphone

The levels, the levels, the levels is good

The levels is good, the levels is goodBig Rem from the Boondocks

I'm like, all I really need is my Boom box

Listen, we can get it poppin'

I'm doin' the wop and he 1, 2 steppin'

Like there ain't no stoppin'All my fellas say, oh, my ladies say, awe

Yeah, MC's gon' move the crowd, I'm fuckin' dope

Fresh to def, cold, chillin' and I'm sippin' on juice and ginIt's Friday night and I just got paid

I ain't dressed up or nuttin'm I'm tryna get laid

I'm tryna get shorty over there wit the fade

By the end of the night to say my nameBut these lights is all in my face

And I'm really feelin' like I'm a star on stage

Cameras flashin', everybody pose

'Cause it's about time for someNiggas bring ya guns and ya 9's along

Why?

Remy Mas on the microphone

The levels, the levels, the levels is good

The levels is good, the levels is goodBitches bring ya guns and ya 9's along

Why?

Remy Ma's on the microphone

The levels, the levels, the levels is good

The levels is good, the levels is good

Songwriters

JEROME FOSTER / ANGEL AGUILAR/MOHANDAS DEWESE/ROBERT LAMAR HILL/KEVIN KEATON/CHRIS RIOS/TOM SCOTT/MARC SHEMER/REMY SMITHPublished by

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