Remy Ma - Get Em Daddy lyrics

b**hes better spit some sh** Cause once I get my pen you know is a problem n***as think cause Rem got money, that I won't f**in rob em Attitude, you should call me Diddy, the way I'm boppin Keep a, deuce deuce, like OG Bobby Johnson But this ain't South Central, I'm from the boogie down Bronx It's queen of NY, you just a princess of the projects A b**h bummy with lil money, these hoes sho' is funny Go cash your WIC check b**h , ain't yo kid hungry? By the way your kids loves me, and ya man love me And it just gets worst, I don't think you understand honey You see I call him daddy, and he calls me baby And your son is so cute, he calls me pretty lady And your daughter I spoil her, I know you really hate me Damn, what has your man done for you lately? It's crazy I know he's never there when you need him Cause from the AM to the PM we be f**ing when I see him We be touching, s**ing, humpin, lustin, loving when I see him You be buggin, I'm wa**up, it's really nothing when I see him When you see me you get sick, you know I'm doing my thing You probably puked, cause I'm cute, when you saw me in King And whats really f**ed up, is that my album's coming soon Got damn, it must really s** to be you And its hot to be me you ain't got to think of me Just don't listen to radio, read magazines, or watch TV See, I be's the hottest chick on the market Reminisce Remy just Rem or Remy Martin, b**h!