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Shether Letra

Artista: Remy Ma

Letra de canción de música

Shether letra de Remy Ma

(Intro: Nicki Minaj & Remy Ma)

Free Remy!


You know what? Free Remy!

Fuck you, Free Remy!

(Fuck Nicki Minaj!)

Are you dumb?

You wore a pink diamond chicken wing chain (Are you dumb?)

You had a leopard beehive on your head (Are you dumb?)

(Fuck Nicki Minaj!)

Are you forgettin' that I pressed you before, bitch?

(Fuck Nicki Minaj!)


(I) Fuck with your soul like shETHER

(Will) You ain't the queen, I'll show you

(Not) Lipo your ass and belly

(Lose) I prove you lost already


They told you your whole career I'd come home and kill you, right? Ha-ha!

I told you I wasn't talkin' about your dumb ass

It looks stupid, you literally got a dumb ass

Talkin' cray, and we all know that you dumb as

You get Donkey of the Day, yeah, you dumb ass

Let's be honest, you stole that line 'bout bitches bein' your sons—how you take my '09 jail tweet and run?

Talkin' about bringin' knives to a fight with guns

When the only shot you ever took was in your buns

And I saw Meek at All-Star, he told me your ass dropped

He couldn't fu*kyou for three months

Because your ass dropped

Now I don't think y'all understand how bad her ass got

The implants that she had put in her ass popped

I was like, "Damn, 90 days and you couldn't have box?

Did she at least compensate? Start givin' you mad top?

Her name Minaj, right? She ain't throw you some bad thots?"

He said "Nah," that's when I knew you was really a trash bop

You was screamin' "Free Remy!" when I was upstate doomed

But now that they freed Remy, you don't sing the same tune

Locked me up, threw away my keys, threw away my weaves

Snatched me from my son, braids to the back, state greens

Daily News, "Her career's over," "She was kinda stupid,"

But you saw a opportunity 'cause you a opportunist

Left your Day 1 'cause you heard he was on some cheat shit

Then got with the dude that told you on some creep shit

But what happened to Omeeka? Nah, on some G shit

Left him and took a pic with the dude he had beef with?

And we all know it was a beef that you started

Pillow-talkin' out of your ass, this bitch retarded

Now you gotta die, you dearly departed

Bloodbath when I catch you, a real red carpet

Now what I'ma do, I'ma just stick to the facts

Bitch so scared of my future, got this bitch goin' backwards

Been through mad crews, you disloyal hoochie

Now all of a sudden you back with Drake and Tunechi?

After he said you sucked his dick, you back with Gucci?

Who next: Puff, Deb, or Fendi? You a A-list groupie

And to be the Queen of Rap, you gotta actually rap

The whole industry know that your shit is a wrap

No, to be the Queen of Rap, you can't have a ghostwriter

And that's why this is my house; Flo Rida

Niggas done seen Drake pennin', Wayne pennin'

And since your first boyfriend left, bitch ain't winnin'

You a Internet troll, a Web browser, I'm sorry

You can't get a on line without Safaree

Mentionin' guns, you Pussy Galore, James Bond

Only time you touch a trigga is when you fucked Trey Songz

Coke head, you cheated on your man with Ebro

I might leak the footage of you sniffin' them ski slopes

They gassin' you up, but you been on E, though

"Pills and Potions," yep, you been on E, hoe

Got your ghostwriters back, so you think you lit

Rem Belushi, I'm a Ghostbuster, bitch

I'm supposed to be scared

'Cause you bought your Barbie chain back?

I'll revert to "Ante Up," you'll get your Barbie chain yapped

Tried to front in February, catch you in that Maybach

Show you how to use your name, you be usin' your name wack

I'm sayin', how you mix Nicki with a Minaj?

I'ma park this bitch, put Nicki in the garage

I'm gettin' money like Nicky Barnes, I'm the big homie

I responded in less than 48 Hours; Nick Nolte

Gettin' close like Nick Jonas, grippin' the gauge

Then blaze off, Face Off, bitch, Nicolas Cage

You animated like Nickelodeon, you fake, bitch

Only the kids believe in you; you St. Nick

Now when I shoot Nick at Nite, they won't understand it

I'm Wild'n Out, 'bout to hit Nick with the Cannon

How are you on the VMAs, actin' like you hood?

Way across the stage, talkin' about "Miley, what's good?"

That's Hannah Montana, she was always happy

You only fronted on Mariah 'cause Mariah don't carry

Tried to disrespect Taylor 'cause Taylor wasn't Swift enough

Pillsbury Doughgirl; Remy pick the biscuit up

I'm jealous? Bitch, you was happy when they took me

Best thing that ever happened to you was when they booked me

You said you never fucked Wayne—how stupid I look, B?

Get the picture, I'll expose you, I'm kind of a bully

You named yourself Nicki Lewinsky, the mind of a rookie

'Cause you was suckin' his dick

And now he tired of your nookie

You claimed you never fucked Drake

Now that's where you took me

You fucked the whole Empire—who you tryin' to be, Cookie?

Boogie Down Bronx, I come out of the Boogie

To let you know real bitches never lie on their pussy

And stop talkin' numbers, you signed a 360 deal

Through Young Money, through Cash Money, through Republic

Which means your money go through five niggas before you touch it

Any videos, promotions come out of your budget

Endorsements, tour and merchandise, they finger-fu*kit

You make, like, 35 cents off of each ducat

I own my masters, bitch, independent

So for every sale I do, you gotta do like ten

Stop comparin' yourself to Jay, you not like him

You a motherfuckin' worker, not a boss like Rem

You're done, them pop chicks ain't get the news yet

Bitch, I pop chicks, yeah, and I'm the new vet

I kill rappers, and you good as dead, bitch

Talkin' shit about me to a deaf bitch

And usually I have sympathy for the impaired

But not when you hard of hearin' from untreated gonorrhea

But you point your fingers at me? I’m the bad girl

When she the one out here misleadin' the black girls?

All these fake asses influenced by that girl

Dyin' from botched surgeries—what a sad world!

But before the butt job, you was a Spongebob

Suckin' cock for records, captain of the cum squad

And I got a few words for the moms of the young Barbz

Guess who supports a child molester? Nicki Minaj

You paid for your brother’s wedding? That’s hella foul

How you spendin' money to support a pedophile?

He a walkin' dead man, sendin' threats to him

I guess that’s why they call you Barbie, you was next to Ken

Talkin’ about your money long and your foreign sick

Why you ain’t help your bro hide his cum from forensics?

You probably somewhere overseas, foreign sick

Thought you could fu*kwith me, by far Rem sick

Meek, Drake, Safaree, I see men in your pants

We call that Jelani, get it? Semen in your pants

Uh, I got trigger fingers, you got bitter fingers

Yeah, you must think you Drake and I'm Twitter fingers

VH1, watch this

You just got bodied by a Love & Hip-Hop bitch


Don't ever in your fuckin' life play with me

That's on the set!

You tried it on the Rae Sremmurd record

You tried it on your little freestyle

They was both duds, just like every other one was duds

Just like this last one was a dud

But what you not gonna do is keep subbin' me

Big… Pun!

I send a fuckin' headshot, you dead, bitch!

Will not lose!

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