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Remy Ma and Lil Kim Drop Some Fire On New Song “Wake Me Up”


Remy Ma and Lil Kim come through with some heat on their new collaborative single “Wake Me Up.”

The song was released on Tuesday, November 8, and on the same day we learned that the Love and Hip Hop New York star is working on her new album. Word of the song first popped up last week when the two female rappers were spotted in the studio. There were some talks that they were joining forces for a new Nicki Minaj diss track, but Lil Kim shot down those rumors during her recent interview with Ebro In The Morning on Hot 97 radio.

Remy Ma has been slowly making her comeback in hip hop and this year she drew a lot of attention for a vicious diss track against Nicki Minaj, “shETHER.” Despite Lil Kim’s denial on the track being a Nicki diss, Remy has some lyrics in her verse that points straight to the Young Money rapper. “You fake-ass b*tch, you owe homage, pay that sh*t! / Spray that fif’, the crown, I’mma take that sh*t / ‘Cause you a clown and Homey don’t play that sh*t,” she raps. “I heard he lay that d*ck, you let him filet that fish / You just met ‘im, how he bae that quick?”

That last line is believe to be a shot at Nicki’s relationship with Nas, despite not calling any names. Remy Ma has started work on her new album, Seven Winters, Six Summers, due sometime next year and will be the first project on her new record deal with Columbia Records. The New York rapper signed a seven figures deal with the major label last month, even after calling out other rappers like Nicki Minaj and Drake for having big label deals.

Listen to Remy Ma and Lil Kim new collaboration “Wake Me Up” below.

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Remy Ma Taps Lil Kim For Nicki Minaj Diss Track “Wake Me Up”


Remy Ma enlists Lil Kim for her new Nicki Minaj diss track “Wake Me Up.”

This move is not surprising given that these are two of Nicki Minaj’s most recognized foes. Remy Ma recently signed a new record deal with Columbia Records and is working on her new album which will be the first under the label. It’s not yet known if this new track “Wake Me Up” will be featured on that upcoming project or will it be released just as a single.

Over the weekend, a photo surfaced of the two female rappers shooting a music video for the single. The photo shows Kimmy Blanco and Remy Ma sitting on a sports car that looks like a Lamborghini. A few lines off the track was leaked online that shows the Love and Hip Hop New York star taking shots at Nicki Minaj. “That crown, I’m gon’ take that sh*t / ‘Cause you a clown and homie don’t play that sh*t,” Remy raps and another line that referenced Nicki’s relationship with Nas. “I heard he lay that d*ck / You let them filet that fish / You just met him, how he bae that quick?”

Remy Ma reportedly signed a multi-million dollar with Columbia Records and is currently working on her first album for the label. While Nicki’s beef with Lil Kim goes back years, her feud with Remy Ma really took root at earlier this year and spawned that infamous diss track “shETHER.” Lil Kim also posted a photo on Twitter of herself and Remy Ma in the studio. “My partner frfr @RealRemyMa!! The amount of that was in this room was ridiculous!! Somebody call the fire marshals sheesh,” she wrote.

?My partner frfr @RealRemyMa!! The amount of ?that was in this room was ridiculous!! Somebody call the fire marshals sheesh ?? pic.twitter.com/zHkF3hnQHJ

— Lil' Kim (@LilKim) September 13, 2017

The song should make its debut sometime this week. Check back with Dancehallhiphop.com for more details.

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Remy Ma Signs Seven Figures Deal With Columbia Records


Remy Ma will be calling Columbia Records home for the foreseeable after signing a multi-million dollar deal with the label.

The New York rapper’s career has been going “All The Way Up” since her release from prison in 2014. It reached new heights this year thanks to her beef with Nicki Minaj that resulted in a stinging diss track “shETHER.” Although the beef didn’t last for very long, it as the focal point of female rap this year for a couple months. Baller Alert first broke the news of her new record deal on Instagram but didn’t give the exact figure.

No further details were given on the record contract, except that Remy Ma will be releasing a new album under the label very soon. Aside from her new deal and a new album in the works, Remy Ma has an upcoming collaboration with Cardi B. The two female rappers have discussed working on a song together and Bardi recently expressed her willingness to work with the Love and Hip Hop New York star. Remy will be joining the cast for season eight of Love and Hip Hop New York along with new cast member Safaree Samuels, singer Lil Mo and her husband Karl Dargan.

Remy Ma and Fat Joe dropped a joint album Plata O Plomo earlier this year. The 12-track project spawned hits like “All The Way Up,” “Heartbreak,” “Money Showers,” and “Cookin.” Remy was reportedly being quoted by a number of labels before ultimately choosing to go with Columbia Records. Before having an impressive 2017, the former Terror Squad rapper spent eight years in prison for shooting her former friend for allegedly stealing $3000 from her purse.

Remy Ma Signs Multi-Million Dollar Record Deal With Columbia Records – blogged by @MsJennyb ??????? ??????? Amid the return of Remy Ma on “Love and Hip Hop New York,” the rapper is making some big music moves. ??????? ??????? For her first solo music release since her prison bid, Remy has signed a multi-million dollar record deal with Columbia Records. After a competitive bidding war between labels, Sony managed to secure the deal to release Remy’s first solo album since lock up. ??????? ??????? The new release will also be Remy’s first music since her Grammy award-nominated collab with Fat Joe. ??????? ??????? Congratulations to Remy Ma!

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Dancehall Cat Fight Danielle D.I. Viciously Diss Ishawna

There is a new cat fight in dancehall between Danielle D.I. and Ishawna.

It’s still unclear how this beef stated but Ishawna has been under attack since around July when she publicly disrespect Jamaican cultural icon Miss Lou. Dancehall fans and celebrities alike have been ripping her on social media for the distasteful comments that she made. Danielle D.I. released a new diss track “Talk Up” this week that has been getting a lot of attention.

In the gritty single, she reference the Miss Lou issue, as well as, calling Ishawna a bunch of degrading names. Think of Remy Ma diss record for Nicki Minaj “shETHER” released earlier this year, well this is the dancehall version but ten times more raw. “Big up Lady Patra and the great Lady Saw / Them did x-rated but never go so raw / What you advocating for you nasty b*tch / Sleeping around trying to get rich,” D.I. sings.

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Nicki Minaj Says “No Flag” Verse Not A Cardi B Diss Twitter Thinks Otherwise

Nicki Minaj says that her verse on London On Da Track new single “No Flag” is not a Cardi B diss.

The Young Money emcee is featured on the single “No Flag” with 21 Savage and Migos’ Offset, but she was forced to addressed the lyrics in her verse after fans started to call her out for dissing Cardi B. Remember it was earlier this week when she said that she has no beef with the “Bodak Yellow” rapper and then comes this fiery verse. Both 21 Savage and Offset also delivered killer verses but it’s the self-proclaim Queen of Rap who is taking the spotlight once again.

Here are some of the lyrics that is getting the most attention. “Lil’ b*tch I heard these labels tryna make another me / Everything you getting little hoe is cause of me / I heard I’m stopping bags, word to Shaggy it wasn’t me / These b*tches is my sons, but they daddy ain’t bust in me,” Nicki raps over a trap beat. Since tasting success with her breakout single “Bodak Yellow,” Cardi B has been viewed as the next Nicki Minaj in hip hop. The former Lobe

The PinkPrint rapper took to her Twitter account last night to let everyone know that her verse was recorded months ago presumably before Cardi B’s blow up. “Y’all are trying to make Nicki’s No Flags verse about Cardi specifically, and it’s really not. Stop reaching please,” one of her fans wrote on Twitter to which she responded saying, “It sure ain’t Wrote this one a cpl months ago too #NoFlag.” Rappers have been known to take subliminal jabs at each other and sometimes deny it so some fans are still not sold on her response. Others think that it’s ridiculous for people to keep putting Nicki Minaj and Cardi B against each other because they are the only two females popping in the rap game right now.

If Nicki isn’t dissing Card in “No Flag” then clearly she is aiming her verse squarely at Remy Ma.

It sure ain't ????? Wrote this one a cpl months ago too #NoFlag ??? https://t.co/0rukxOGyXU

— NICKI MINAJ (@NICKIMINAJ) August 25, 2017

I wonder if nicki know anything she say or do against cardi she gonna look like a major hater

— Carmen Sandiego ? (@Kimberlychanel_) August 25, 2017

Y'all want Nicki to pick on Cardi soooo bad when in reality she's swinging on Remy. Y'all don't pay attention well.

— Hood Fem (@SCAMBERROSE) August 25, 2017

She isn’t dissing cardi??they actually are cool.. nicki put it on ig, she talking bout remy lol

— ??????????? (@Supreme_GoLD_) August 25, 2017

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Fat Joe – So Excited Lyrics ft Dre

Fat Joe – So Excited Lyrics ft Dre

Fat Joe is back with a new Streetrunners produced track called “So Excited.”

The summer-friendly joint finds Don Cartagena doing what he does best, enjoying the lavish life and having a menage-a-trois every day. The New York rapper’s flow remains sharp, and Dre does his best Drake impression on the track’s pre-chorus. Still, for a rapper pushing fifty, Joe hasn’t exactly lost a step.

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In fact, age gives him an added sense of gravitas. It’s been a busy year for Fat Joe, who is still enjoying the success of him and Remy Ma’s joint project Plata O Plomo.

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Nicki Minaj Fans Says Meek Mill Is Petty For Bringing Cardi B On Stage

Some folks are saying that Meek Mill was being petty AF when he brought out Cardi B on stage during his concert in Philly.

Let’s be clear, it seems like it’s mostly Nicki Minaj fans who are saying that Meek is just as petty as Remy Ma to bring Cardi B on stage. In the meantime, Cardi B is just out here trying to make her paper. Following her performance with Remy Ma at Hot 97 Summer Jam recently, Cardi B was accused by MInaj’s Barbz of being a traitor, to which she responded saying, “Exactly idgaf about no beef sh-t I’m not beefing with nobody I’m not going to miss opportunities cause of sh-t that got nothin to do wit me.”

Last week, Cardi B posted a photo of herself and Meek Mill before the two performed on the same stage for the first time. By the way, Cardi B’s new single “Bodak Yellow” is lit and it’s climbing the Billboard Hot 100 chart rapidly. “I f**k with Meek Mill the rapper but he petty af as a individual,” one fan wrote on Twitter while another added, “Meek Mill will forever be a petty ni**a so bringing out Cardi B shouldn’t be a surprise. She don’t even know that she is being used as part of his petty game. He probably smash too.”

Cardi B’s single “Bodak Yellow (Money Moves)” is currently number number 49 on the Hot 100 chart up from 78 a week ago. Meek Mill is also currently pushing his new album Wins & Losses out now.

#MeekMill brought out #CardiB in #Philly

A post shared by BTI (@behindtheindustry) on Jul 25, 2017 at 10:09am PDT

Exactly idgaf about no beef shit I'm not beefing with nobody I'm not going to miss opportunities cause of shit that got nothin to do wit me https://t.co/CumKJLuljg

— iamcardib (@iamcardib) June 12, 2017

It's not joining forces wit the enemy is empowering each other .I love who love me & support me https://t.co/PBWZqRpsnE

— iamcardib (@iamcardib) June 12, 2017

Cardi B taking pics with Meek Mill. *wall slides* let the petty games begin.

— it's my birthday ho. (@youngmetrocard) July 21, 2017

I don't support Cardi B as a Nicki fan cuz she associates with THE FRAUDS. It's clear that she picked a side. Personally, she's cancelled. pic.twitter.com/niM1kssHMd

— ASH-CA$H. ? (@AshleyLove_x3) June 12, 2017

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Amine – Wedding Crashers (On Late Night With Seth Meyers) (Live)

[Intro: Aminé]
I was duped, didn’t know the truth
Got rid of my old flame, now I got a boo
And now I’m feeling cool, I’m feeling brand new
I would pay a lot to be the nigga in my shoes (Who this for?)

[Chorus: Aminé]
This is dedicated to my ex lovers
Hope that you hear this, never find another
Me and my friends, we don’t worry or pretend
Hope you play this at your wedding
Yeah, the one I won’t attend
This is dedicated to my ex lovers
Hope that you hear this, never find another
Me and my friends, we don’t worry or pretend
Hope you play this at your wedding
Yeah, the one I won’t attend (Sike)

[Verse 1: Aminé]
Vultures at the altar tell the pastor to watch his back
My girl said she wanted change and then she got a quarterback
Well, damn, I ain’t no football player
But I hit it harder than a football player
The girl of my dreams just became a girl
And well, we can talk about that later
Honeymoon in your hometown, bitch, you broke now
Your mama ask about me almost every week
He can speak in tongue, talkin’ bout "Forever hold your peace"
I said peace, please hurry up and kiss so I can eat, mmm
Tootsie roll and your tippy toes
So much soul that my soul got soul
Your auntie and uncle, they love me
All your bridesmaids wanna fuck me
Your groom look like a broom and it make me "hahaha"
Girl, I coulda been your Pap and you be my Remy Ma

[Pre-Chorus: Aminé]
I was duped, didn’t know the truth
Got rid of my old flame, now I got a boo
And now I’m feeling cool, I’m feeling brand new
I would pay a lot to be the nigga in my shoes (Who this for?)

[Chorus: Aminé]
This is dedicated to my ex lovers
Hope that you hear this, never find another
Me and my friends, we don’t worry or pretend
Hope your play this at your wedding
Yeah, the one I won’t attend
This is dedicated to my ex lovers
Hope that you hear this, never find another
Me and my friends, we don’t worry or pretend
Hope you play this at your wedding
Yeah, the one I won’t attend (Sike)

[Verse 2: Offset]
Yes, I’ve been balling, yeah
Maybachs to Lambos and ‘Raris, yeah
Fresh in that Cartier
Take off your clothes, we get naughty, yeah
Whole party lit, bad bitches everywhere
Gang in this bitch, nawfside extraordinaire (gang!)
Pipe up the city, the diamonds gon’ light up the city
I got your girl on the low
I slide in it, and then I’ma dodge in it
I got her selling her soul
Pick up five bags in a row
White diamonds look like the Pope
Gucci Python on the loafers
Yeah, my pinky look just like the ocean
It’s colder, North Dakota
From the bowl to the chauffeurs
Having fun in a Rollster, in Milan copping Goyard
Now that I’m taking over, your hand out, but I don’t owe ya
I came from the dirt, soil

[Pre-Chorus: Aminé]
I was duped, didn’t know the truth
Got rid of my old flame, now I got a boo
And now I’m feeling cool, I’m feeling brand new
I would pay a lot to be the nigga in my shoes (Who this for?)

[Chorus: Aminé]
This is dedicated to my ex lovers
Hope that you hear this, never find another
Me and my friends, we don’t worry or pretend
Hope you play this at your wedding
Yeah, the one I won’t attend
This is dedicated to my ex lovers
Hope that you hear this, never find another
Me and my friends, we don’t worry or pretend
Hope you play this at your wedding
Yeah, the one I won’t attend (Sike)

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Fat Joe & Remy Ma – Money Showers (feat. Ty Dolla $Ign) (Plata O Plomo Album)

[Intro]
Joe Crack, Remy Ma
This is Dolla $ign, oh ya

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town
Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town

[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]
Money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
Whole lotta money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain

[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
10 bands for the prettiest bitch
No hands if you really the shit
My nigga pretty new drop the music, he got something to say
Got her staring at the pole like election day
I make it rain on them hoes, I got that Amber vision
We in the back of the Rolls, her and Blac Chyna kissing
Give me a slice of the cake, I made it shower with dough
That’s a whole lotta bread, you know it had to be Joe
Cathedral ceilings in the crib, got sinners in it
I had bitches eating pussy like it’s dinner in it
No lie, see everything Gucci, we steady mobbing
Who else could turn a stripper into Tonya Harding?

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town
Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town

[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]
Money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
Whole lotta money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain

[Verse 2: Remy Ma]
See you gotta understand I’m bad enough to take your husband
Bitch I fuck your man then give him back when I’m done, ugh
Front of my pussy on the back of his tongue
I ain’t had love for a nigga since what happened to Pun
So if he fuck around and I don’t happen to cum
Nigga you can be my ex, that’s where I’m from
Man these funny style bitches, I be laughing at them
Hoes be grabbing his dick, I be grabbing his gun
Walking out the court, thumbs up, Jon Gotti
On my ’93 Biggie shit, bullshit and party
Bitch claiming she the queen, what? Not hardly
Who the fuck gave you your crown bitch? Steve Harvey?

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town
Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town

[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]
Money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
Whole lotta money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain

[Outro]
Rain, rain, rain, rain
Rain, rain, rain, rain
(Why don’t all the ?)
(But why don’t all the treat her?)
(Why ?)
(But I like honesty what have I done to you ?)

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Money showers – Fat Joe feat. Remy Ma lyrics

Lyrics Fat Joe – Money showers

Understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town
Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town.(money showers)

Money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
Whole lotta money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain.

10 bands for the prettiest b*tch
No hands if you really the shit
My nigga pretty new drop the music, he got something to say
Got her staring at the pole like election day
I make it rain on them hoes, I got that Amber vision
We in the back of the Rolls, her and Blac Chyna kissing
Give me a slice of the cake, I made it shower with dough
That’s a whole lotta bread, you know it had to be Joe
Cathedral ceilings in the crib, got sinners in it
I had b*tches eating pussy like it’s dinner in it
No lie, see everything Gucci, we steady mobbing
Who else could turn a stripper into Tonya Harding?

Understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town
Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town.

Money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
Whole lotta money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain.

See you gotta understand I’m bad enough to take your husband
b*tch I f*ck your man then give him back when I’m done, ugh
Front of my pussy on the back of his tongue
I ain’t had love for a nigga since what happened to Pun
So if he f*ck around and I don’t happen to cum
Nigga you can be my ex, that’s where I’m from
Man these funny style b*tches, I be laughing at them
Hoes be grabbing his dick, I be grabbing his gun
Walking out the court, thumbs up, Jon Gotti
On my ’93 Biggie shit, bullshit and party
b*tch claiming she the queen, what? Not hardly
Who the f*ck gave you your crown b*tch? Steve Harvey?

Understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town
Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town.

Money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
Whole lotta money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain

Rain, rain, rain, rain
Rain, rain, rain, rain
(Why don’t all the ?)
(But why don’t all the treat her?)
(Why?)
(But I like honesty what have I done to youuu?)
Fat Joe lyrics
Video showers

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Phresher – Wait A Minute (Remix) (feat. Remy Ma)

[Intro: Phresher]
Wait, wait, wait, wait
Wait, wait, wait, wait

[Hook: Phresher]
Wait, wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait, wait a minute
One god damn minute
Hold up wait a minute
I start shit then I finish
Hard head I don’t listen
Diamonds on my wrist glisten
Nigga let me count ya minutes
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait, wait, wait, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait, wait, wait, a minute
I start shit then I finish
Hard head I don’t listen
Diamonds on my wrist glisten
Nigga let me count ya minutes

[Verse 1: Phresher]
Big head Jimmy Neutron
Fuck a bitch on a futon
Don’t save her, she don’t wanna be saved
Nigga this ain’t Groupon
Do my dirt all by my lonely
All my bitches know we homies
If I pull up wit my bitch hoes better act like they don’t know me
All my side bitches in check, diamonds clear like windex
One point got an index
Smash your ass like an insect
So you better be goo
Shawty better be nude
When I walk in the room
She know she fuckin’ with a goon
Did (?) at the same time
My third leg got hang time
Bang, bang, bang time
Game face when it’s game time
(?) Dora
Got her screamin’ like a whore-a
She keep beggin’ me to stop
But she really want more-a
Dirty soap contradicted
But the dick’s so addictive
Homie how could you blame her?
Her hand dealt like Kramer

[Hook: Phresher]
Wait, wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait, wait a minute
One god damn minute
Hold up wait a minute
I start shit then I finish
Hard head I don’t listen
Diamonds on my wrist glisten
Nigga let me count ya minutes
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait, wait, wait, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait, wait, wait, a minute
I start shit then I finish
Hard head I don’t listen
Diamonds on my wrist glisten
Nigga let me count ya minutes

[Verse 2: Remy Ma]
I’m a Timbs bitch, got my boots on
Got the ex-cons in the Yukon
I don’t steal bitch, I kill bitch, bout to catch me a new charges
Same bitches call me, that’s how I knew y’all was phony
I put putting that work, taking ’em to church, cause I leave ’em holy
Will I smoke this bitch? Yes
Probably fail my piss test
Get rid of those fake breasts
And put a vest on this bitch chest
It’s lunch time, she food
I’m Troy Ave with that tool
Both hands on it like noon
Remy Ma, I’m a goon
The city big, I’m state time
I’m snatching wigs like waistlines
Crack a bitch with my cellphone, really put her on Facetime
That ghostwriter bout to call her
That lifeline getting shorter
RIP Biggie Smalls, why the fuck they ain’t want her?
I was cooking in the kitchen
I was minding my business
Now I gotta get gangster
Cause these bitches is haters

[Hook: Phresher]
Wait, wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait, wait a minute
One god damn minute
Hold up wait a minute
I start shit then I finish
Hard head I don’t listen
Diamonds on my wrist glisten
Nigga let me count ya minutes
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait, wait, wait, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait, wait, wait, a minute
I start shit then I finish
Hard head I don’t listen
Diamonds on my wrist glisten
Nigga let me count ya minutes

[Verse 3: 50 Cent]
Boy, now what’s the issue?
You gonna make me get with you
You want talk that girlie talk bitch you can talk to my pistol
Wait, wait, wait a minute
I got big paper I’m spendin’
I get to flashin’ on ’em, my whip blasted on ’em, I mean any nigga can get it
That’s 30 in the extendo
I had your bitch in the end zone
Nigga she sucked me out the friend zone
Nigga she sucked me out the friend zone
I’m so good with the hoes
I pulled up in the Rolls
With my diamonds blinkin’ like strobes
In a Kanye shirt with holes
I’m blowin’ paper like Dat
My niggas in here strapped
They’ll bust, you won’t bust back
That’s why I act how I act
I see it oh, so, clear
You niggas ain’t really-really with this shit
Got me thinkin’ I really, really, really run this bitch

[Hook: Phresher]
Wait, wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait, wait a minute
One god damn minute
Hold up wait a minute
I start shit then I finish
Hard head I don’t listen
Diamonds on my wrist glisten
Nigga let me count ya minutes
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait, wait, wait, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait, wait, wait, a minute
I start shit then I finish
Hard head I don’t listen
Diamonds on my wrist glisten
Nigga let me count ya minutes

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A Tribe Called Quest – Mobius Lyrics

[Verse 1: Consequence]
I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
Dream about Bugattis and other four-wheels
They say Illuminati and other ordeals
Is how my lawyer got me to avoid a raw deal
And now it’s more real than it is for any other star
And that’s enough to have you tearing up the mini-bar
I should probably get awards when the Emmys are
For how I deal with the path like Remy Ma
I get in the car like a sniper’s on the roof now
But don’t confuse how you see me, have to move now
I got bars like the cypher’s in the booth now
Ooo, child, things are gonna get easier
‘Long as they get my page right on Wikipedia
‘Long as they say my name right in the media
If you don’t, that’s a sin like Cincinnati
‘Cause ever since I had the polo suit at the Grammys
I been spittin’ at the camera like Trick Daddy
So swag, he could have broke up with IG
I ain’t surprised that they broke up on IG
I got the game on IV
Might as well have a live feed
Keep a fresh cut from Aunt B
So I always match the picture in my ID
They packin’ Dub C and run with MAC 10
I was still a baby Similac then
And what the crack era did to black men
It had to be an error if you had a Cadillac then

[Vere 2: Busta Rhymes]
How I rock mine, I throw it up
Makin’ sure that you niggas all are on the same page
Powerful force, you better look both ways
Fuck that, I’m chokin’ niggas, it’s goin’ down
I’m from a different cloth, we the oracles of the sound
Skip town, hit ’em with impeccable pound
Lost, found, the way I flood it, niggas gon’ drown
Rip shit….oh, wait, wait, wait, wait….
I gotta do it again, I gotta do it again
You already know the script, roundhouse kick
She lookin’ at me, lickin’ her lip
Put my arm around her like a bowl of chip with the dip
With your bitch, what the fuck, niggas erupt
I got the half moon clip, that’s banana, a good planner
A new anger like a larger Bruce Banner, out the house
Nigga, if you open your mouth
Damn, nigga, if you open you mouth
Fuck the press, I’m leavin’ every room in a mess
Like herds of bulls with they aprons on and bakin’ soda
Keep it movin’, keep the convo short and bring a case of Henny
House of Pain, I control many
House of lies, where niggas go run, hide
Peep the way the scribe conflict with they real lives
(Nigga) Phonetic shit, we go bizarre
Bad news for niggas as I go emphatical, radical
Mention no animals, roamin’ like a czar
Every time I blah for the record, the shit splatter
The whole data, no bullshit, the boom bapper
I pull the gat up, whip the ship, come to bat up
When I pull up too niggas even your momma goin’ scatter

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A Tribe Called Quest – Mobius

[Verse 1: Consequence]
I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
Dream about Bugattis and other four-wheels
They say Illuminati and other ordeals
Is how my lawyer got me to avoid a raw deal
And now it’s more real than it is for any other star
And that’s enough to have you tearing up the mini-bar
I should probably get awards when the Emmys are
For how I deal with the path like Remy Ma
I get in the car like a sniper’s on the roof now
But don’t confuse how you see me, have to move now
I got bars like the cypher’s in the booth now
Ooo, child, things are gonna get easier
‘Long as they get my page right on Wikipedia
‘Long as they say my name right in the media
If you don’t, that’s a sin like Cincinnati
‘Cause ever since I had the polo suit at the Grammys
I been spittin’ at the camera like Trick Daddy
So swag, he could have broke up with IG
I ain’t surprised that they broke up on IG
I got the game on IV
Might as well have a live feed
Keep a fresh cut from Aunt B
So I always match the picture in my ID
They packin’ Dub C and run with MAC 10
I was still a baby Similac then
And what the crack era did to black men
It had to be an error if you had a Cadillac then

[Vere 2: Busta Rhymes]
How I rock mine, I throw it up
Makin’ sure that you niggas all are on the same page
Powerful force, you better look both ways
Fuck that, I’m chokin’ niggas, it’s goin’ down
I’m from a different cloth, we the oracles of the sound
Skip town, hit ’em with impeccable pound
Lost, found, the way I flood it, niggas gon’ drown
Rip shit….oh, wait, wait, wait, wait….
I gotta do it again, I gotta do it again
You already know the script, roundhouse kick
She lookin’ at me, lickin’ her lip
Put my arm around her like a bowl of chip with the dip
With your bitch, what the fuck, niggas erupt
I got the half moon clip, that’s banana, a good planner
A new anger like a larger Bruce Banner, out the house
Nigga, if you open your mouth
Damn, nigga, if you open you mouth
Fuck the press, I’m leavin’ every room in a mess
Like herds of bulls with they aprons on and bakin’ soda
Keep it movin’, keep the convo short and bring a case of Henny
House of Pain, I control many
House of lies, where niggas go run, hide
Peep the way the scribe conflict with they real lives
(Nigga) Phonetic shit, we go bizarre
Bad news for niggas as I go emphatical, radical
Mention no animals, roamin’ like a czar
Every time I blah for the record, the shit splatter
The whole data, no bullshit, the boom bapper
I pull the gat up, whip the ship, come to bat up
When I pull up too niggas even your momma goin’ scatter

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FAT JOE – Money Showers lyrics

Joe Crack, Remy Ma
This is Dolla Sign, oh ya

Understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town
Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town

Money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
Whole lotta money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain

10 bands for the prettiest bitch
No hands if you really the shit
My nigga pretty new drop the music, he got something to say
Got her staring at the pole like election day
I make it rain on them hoes, I got that Amber vision
We in the back of the Rolls, her and Blac Chyna kissing
Give me a slice of the cake, I made it shower with dough
That’s a whole lotta bread, you know it had to be Joe
Cathedral ceilings in the crib, got sinners in it
I had bitches eating pussy like it’s dinner in it
No lie, see everything Gucci, we steady mobbing
Who else could turn a stripper into Tonya Harding?

Understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town
Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town

Money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
Whole lotta money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain

See you gotta understand I’m bad enough to take your husband
Bitch I fuck your man then give him back when I’m done, ugh
Front of my pussy on the back of his tongue
I ain’t had love for a nigga since what happened to Pun
So if he fuck around and I don’t happen to cum
Nigga you can be my ex, that’s where I’m from
Man these funny style bitches, I be laughing at them
Hoes be grabbing his dick, I be grabbing his gun
Walking out the court, thumbs up, Jon Gotti
On my ’93 Biggie shit, bullshit and party
Bitch claiming she the queen, what? Not hardly
Who the fuck gave you your crown bitch? Steve Harvey?

Understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town
Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town

Money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
Whole lotta money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain

Rain, rain, rain, rain
Rain, rain, rain, rain
(Why don’t all the ?)
(But why don’t all the treat her?)
(Why?)

But I like honesty what have I done to you?

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Fat Joe – Money Showers lyrics

Joe Crack, Remy Ma
This is Dolla $ign, oh ya

Understand, they got to understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town
Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town

Money showers, spray, spray, spray
Whole lotta money showers, spray, spray, spray