Fat Joe - Tight lyrics

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Fat Joe - Tight lyrics

[Remy:] This is, this is, this is this, this is [Fat Joe:] R to the Eezy [Remy:] Listen, listen, listen, listen [Fat Joe:] M to the wizzeye, u so flizzye, OWWW, Brah Brah Ain't nobody f**in wit my b**h, u heard me! [Hook] [Fat Joe:] U know that neck tite u know that work tite, u know that b**h tite, she hold that grip tite, u know that p**y tite, u know that a** tite [Remy:] Why dont u pull up to my bumper baby [Fat Joe:] U want the flow thats sick [Remy:] Well thats me [Fat Joe:] U talkin bout the coldest b**h [Remy:] Well thats me [Fat Joe:] Exclusive clothes from Italy [Remy Ma:] See thats me, cuz ain't nobody f**in wit me, me, me me, me, me, me [Remy:] When u hear that this is this is, u know its a hit You know its that b**h, yea n***a reminisn Hate to tell you but this is this is as good as it gizzit, thats no bullshizzit I stay on my grind and give b**hes the buzznizz, please pay attention, li, li listen, listen This is this a Kool and Dre epidemic, and ain't nobody f**in wit any of my n***as U see Crack nice, Getty and Pras nice, and even tho he blow he gotta flow Tony Sunshine nice And u know that im nice, Pun is insane, Nevy steady on da grinden callus that beats novacain It's not the same sh**s gon change quickly blame ure ghost writer cuz he can't f** wit me Yea Remy Mar-t-i-n if .... just spit up in da park b**h i want in!!!! [Hook] [Fat Joe:] U know that neck tite, u know that work tite, u knw that b**h tite, she hold that grip tite, u know that p**y tite, u know that a** tite [Remy:] Why dont u pull up to my bumper baby [Fat Joe:] U want the flow thats sick [Remy:] Well thats me [Fat Joe:] U talkin bout the coldest b**h [Remy:] Well thats me [Fat Joe:] Exclusive clothes from Italy [Remy Ma:] See thats me, cuz ain't nobody f**in wit me, me, me me, me, me, me [Remy:] See when it cums to magazines, I'm queen like Nefateeti, you can catch me on da Vibe feel a vibe when u see me (feel that) Or on the King looking sleezy, I got the source all over me like big zeeti alot of weed smoke so the pitcure look steamy Im a diva so the dons and divas say they need me. Got the cover of the Ave and i made it look eazy. Why are you on the back of the page looking cheezy. Double XL I turn n***as on like a T.V. Rockin all different colors from lemon to kiwi I came in the game wit Pun and they ain't beleive me. So i made them wonder like Stevie I came in wit a platinum rapper like hersheys kiss no freebies. You came wit a gold rapper like reeses pieces. Remy Ma rated R, yall rated P.G, 13 worth cream Damn i talk greezy! [Hook] [Fat Joe:] U know that neck tite, u know that work tite, u knw that b**h tite, she hold that grip tite, u know that p**y tite, u know that a** tite [Remy:] Why dont u pull up to my bumper baby [Fat Joe:] U want the flow thats sick [Remy:] Well thats me [Fat Joe:] U talkin bout the coldest b**h [Remy:] Well thats me [Fat Joe:] Exclusive clothes from Italy [Remy Ma:] See thats me, cuz ain't nobody f**in wit me, me, me me

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