679 Lyrics - P Dice

Baby girl, you're so damn fine though 

I'm tryna know if I could hit it from behind though 

I'm sipping on you like some fine wine though 

And when it's over, I press rewind though 

You talking bands, girl, I got it 

Benjamins all in my pocket 

I traded in my Trues for some Robins 

He playing Batman, Fetty's gon rob him 

I got a Glock in my 'rari, 17 shots, no .38 

I got a Glock in my 'rari, 17 shots, no .38 

I'm like, yeah, she's 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 

All fast money, no slow bucks 

No one can control us 

Ay, yeaaah baby 

Tell me what you see 

Is it money or it's me? 

I smoke twenty, smell the weed 

I got hunnies in my V 

They like, Monty, can you be my baby daddy, I'm like yeah 

I got robins on my jeans, you see the wings on every pair 

All you see is Remy Boyz, you know my niggas everywhere 

And if somebody got a problem, we could meet up anywhere 

Now go say something 

Don't you niggas play dumb 

You know where we came from 

You don't want sauce, no A1 

I'm like, yeah, she's 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 

All fast money, no slow bucks 

No one can control us 

Ay, yeaaah baby 

She a cutie and she fine, make me wanna make her mine 

She ain't nothing like them bimbos 

If you like it, we can swerve, we can light and stain up here 

Blowing, pluck it out the window 

DJ playing, press rewind, got her singing every time 

Take a high note for me girlfriend 

Got my city looking rude, I ain't Diddy I ain't Loon 

But I think I need a girlfriend 

She feeling great as I'm talking to her 

She a RemyGirl 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 

I'm off her, asked her if her fatty with it 

She said that's all her, got her with the happy feel 

I'm 'bouta spoil her, got her with the happy feel 

I'm 'bouta spoil her, oh my 

I'm like, yeah, she's 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 

All fast money, no slow bucks 

No one can control us 

Ay, yeaaah baby