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Papoose Confirms Remy Ma Is Pregnant With Couple’s First Child




NEW YORK, NY – MARCH 30: (L-R) Remy Ma and Papoose attend Breaking Boundaries presented by Women On The Move And HerSource With NYU & OBE at NYU on March 30, 2017 in New York City. (Photo by Johnny Nunez/WireImage)

Papoose confirmed on Twitter that Remy Ma is pregnant with the couple’s first child.

The Love and Hip Hop New York couple has some good news to share with their fans for the holiday. Papoose shared a photo from an ultrasound room and also a few pics of the two doing some pottery artwork. “Hand made these bowls, for our unborn child. #pottery #blacklove,” he wrote on IG. The caption maybe a bit cryptic but he did say clearly “unborn child.”

The caption could mean anything but certainly baby making is among the many meanings. It could also mean that they are just getting check up to make sure that they are healthy to make a baby or simply just trolling us. If the couple are indeed expecting, then Pap is in for an adventurous 2018.

Earlier this year, Papoose and Remy Ma opened up about her painful miscarriage. “This was a hard time for me & my husband & we thought long and hard before deciding to share this part of our lives with you all,” she wrote in the caption. “I was totally against it but in a fit of crying @papoosepapoose said ” you are not the only one going thru this , we will get thru it” …made me realize how many women like myself experience the same thing and don’t have a strong partner by their side to say it will be alright.”

After trying to have a child for a while their dreams may have finally be coming through. Remy Ma has a son name Jayson from a previous relationship.

Hand made these bowls, for our unborn child. #pottery #blacklove

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?? #blacklove How we started our day!

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Azealia Banks Threatens To Sue Remy Ma For Leaking Explicit Photos




Azealia Banks is considering suing Remy Ma.

The social media beef between Azealia and Remy has grown to new heights with threats of lawsuits getting into the mix. In case you haven’t been following the beef, the two female rappers butt heads on Instagram last week over their perceived inability to remove the Nicki Minaj cloud from over their respective careers. That’s what most hip hop fans concluded, because what else could these two be beefing over.

We all know how petty Remy Ma can get judging from her “shETHER” diss track against Nicki Minaj earlier this year. It didn’t take too long for her to went HAM on Azealia Banks and even went as far as to released some private conversations between the two of them discussing Nicki. It didn’t stopped there, the Love and Hip Hop New York star also leaked some private photos allegedly sent to her by Banks, who has now come forward denying that the photos belong to her.

“Just realizing that I can sue Remy Ma for trying to paint me in a false light,” the Harlem rapper wrote. “Those pictures were not of my vagina yet she showed them to the world trying to say it was.I responded to something she said publicly and her response was making a private conversation between the two of us public.”

She also pointed out to a recent law in New York where individuals can be sued for revenge porn and faces up to a year in prison and or a $1,000 fine. Remy Ma is still on parole so any new legal problems for her could cause a ripple effects. It’s unclear of the threats are serious or perhaps Banks is just using it as leverage to get the “All The Way Up” rapper to ease up off her.


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.


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.


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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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 ?)


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


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


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


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


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?


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


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