Remy Ma - Whateva - Sözleri

Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up

Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up

Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up

Put your right hand up (Man, man)



It’s whateva, whateva, whateva, it’s whateva, whateva, whateva, whateva, it’s whateva



See if the God say get her imma get her



I’ll have her wit a pillow where the casket won’t fit her



The only reason I hit her was she kept talkin’ greasy



Lil’ jump skeezy betta ask somebody who I be



See I’m R to tha Ez, its mid-summer got on long sleeves 'cause my arms stay freezin’



I gets fly for no reason, see I got money but its always robbin’ season



See hip hop needs me, the beats is Swizz, the girl is sick and please believe, that imma start, see every damn night I ball ? is blue and grey like Seton Hall



Chorus



Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up

Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up

Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up

Put your right hand up (Man, man)



It’s whateva, whateva, whateva, it’s whateva, whateva, whateva, whateva, it’s whateva



Yea see Rem is a monster, I’m raps MVP the star on the roster



Officially a boogie-down Bronxer, Terror Squad ain’t the Brady Bunch and I ain’t Marcia



My shits so butter they should call me Marge



And I ain’t gotta be boss just as long as I’m in charge



And whateva I say goes, so if I say NO, don’t ask why just assume its because I say SO



I’ve been doin it too long, ain’t nothin’ ? me, I’ll run through ur lil’ gated community



You know how the girl be, I’m a show stopper, I’ll give it to you early before the toast pops up



Chorus



Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up

Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up

Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up

Put your right hand up (Man, man)



It’s whateva, whateva, whateva, it’s whateva, whateva, whateva, whateva, it’s whateva



See this goes out to my Bx crew, put your hands up in the air if you feel me



Fuck em’ all day, fuck em’ all night, treat niggas like hoes



It’s whateva like a four long blaze, and I’m hotter then hoes that work at the Days Inn



People tryin’ to make shit to make niggas bop, I make shit they play that get niggas shot



Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up



Right hand got a blunt, left hand got a cup



And you already know the rules don’t apply to us



We gon’ do what we do, it’s whateva 2 fuck



We got the fly shit here we go, drivin’ backwards down the one like Big in the hypnotized video



Bang this in your stereo, turn it higher, now everybody light your lighters



Chorus



Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up

Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up

Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up

Put your right hand up (Man, man)



It’s whateva, whateva, whateva, it’s whateva, whateva, whateva, whateva, it’s whateva




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