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Artist :Big Punisher
Album :Yeeeah Baby
Title :

Ms. Martin

Intro: Big Pun
Yeahsometimes you gotta fool em
Sometimes you gotta send a woman to do a man's jobnawmean?
In this casemy girl hit like a grown motherfucking man
Y'all niggas better lay low
Catch you in a hurtinnawmean?
Blow your balls off nigga

HOOK: Big Pun
Where my girl at
Quick to bust the mackbetter believe that
She always got my backnigga twirl that
About to blaze a sackwhere the weed at
She don't know how to actcuz that's my girl black
With that monster rapbetter believe that
You know the Bronx is backshe represent that
Cuz Terror Squad got her backsome say heed that
My niggas love to scrap

Verse 1: Remi Martin
I inhale the deepestcock back and bust rhymes at your speakers
I'm troubledshoot out the air bubbles in your sneakers
The type to cop a Range along with all the features
Then take the back streets to avoid the leeches
A pregnant bitch talk shitI'ma destroy her fetus
Her dead baby popped this pussyand his boys can't beat us
Straight strong arminbombardingand bogarding
Remi don't write her own rhymesniggaI beg your pardon
It's Ms. Martin I done broke night in the studio writin
While fraud broads don't get no publishinstill be bitin
They kill me lyinlike they the ones doin the scribin
When you can hear the ghostwriterall up in they rhymin
I flows like watergot this drizzle with little C
Catch me with Pun eatin skittles in the middle of Little Italy
Y'all don't know diddlyI spit hotand drop shit
Every time I kick a rhymePun I burn my lip
Take another pullbust another shoty'all can't stop me
Come through in a jail suitand the new Beef 'n' Broccolis
Doin itIf I'm havin a good time and you ruin it
I seen a nice casket that'll look good with you in it
New improved shitthe year start with a 2 shit
Next milleniumsell a millionclue shit
Exclusiveto tell the truthy'all useless
Cuz I'm a dime that could rhyme you still on the deuce list


Verse 2:
Remi Martindashreminisceslash
Remicash like a check in a stash
Me without rhymes is like a flynt with no flash
Stripper with no asscar with no gas
Tryin to go fastI love to hear the guns go blast
(Blaublaublaublau) I love the sounds of the shells fallin down
Love to smoke weedstay blowin treesfuck liquor
When shit get thickI love to hear my bitches raise his clique up
You sickbut I'm sickerplus our guns is bigger
If you really wanna kill usdo it niggapull the trigga
How you figureyou could really come and take what's mine
And all I gotta do is send a little letter to Rah
He'll send the troops out
My brother don't hesitate to pull a tool out
And I'm his little sisso he taught me the same shit
Quick to flipbut your name should be prickless
Cuz every time you open your mouthyou suckin my dick
Talkin shitas if you a soldier nigga
When you a no cashlow classdoja nigga
Y'all rock rockswe bling bling boulders nigga
Look over your shoulder I'm in the Roverit's over nigga
Inhalecock back and bustjust because
I know none of y'all busters is touchin us
I got the thoroughest thugs andbaby reminisces
That don't give a fuckwith a aim that never misses
Hugs and kisses neverjust slugs and stiches
Thugs and bitches forevercheck the mugshot pictures
Fuck the weatherI still got my tan Timbs on
Just copped the pink minkand winter been gone
I been on this thug shit y'all can't seem to fuck wit
My shit is hot dogsto top it offstill spittin mustard
No faircuz I don't care I go to war wit a musket
Just give me some oreosa jar of dro and two dutches
Cuz Pun be the nicest motherfucker on the market
Now he got the nicest bitchwhatRemi Martin



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