Remote

Money control the cars
Cars control the hoes
Hoes that hold my drugs
Drugs that open doors
Doors show friends and foes
Yeah I got a bunch of those
But me I control it all
Call the shyt the remote

Money control the cars
Cars control the hoes
Hoes that hold my drugs
Drugs that open doors
Doors show friends and foes
Yeah I got a bunch of those
But me I control it all
Call the shyt the remote

Y'all nikkasz don't know me
Swear to life y'all nikkasz
Don't know me
For a fact rip anyone on a track
Nikka step up your raps
Matter of fact
Who right now want to go
Nikka mix up my flow
Ya don't know
Pick any one in ya crew
One by one
All of you lose
All of ya bitches
All of them choose
All that I know
That all of this proves
Shyt is slow motion
For all of your moves
Swag dripping with ooze
Call me Mr.ooze
Either the Tru's
Or maybe the Nudes
My ladies be nude
While cooking me food
The shyt is so oooh
You want some?
Bet chu you do
Im whipping my wheel
Holding the steel
Like I'm in the kitchen
Pattern switching
Kurtacy spitting
So pay attention
Nikkas always wanna Spike Lee
Side lining always wanna spite me
But don't give a fuck
If it ain't bout a buck
Shyt out of luck
Lightening get you struck
Shot hockey puck
Getting high as up town
Controlling everything under me
Like a tv where I sit down
Soon I'ma get that crown
Keep it away from clowns
Nikes wouldn't win on my worst day
Even if I was sipping that brown

Money control the cars
Cars control the hoes
Hoes that hold my drugs
Drugs that open doors
Doors show friends and foes
Yeah I got a bunch of those
But me I control it all
Call the shyt the remote

Money control the cars
Cars control the hoes
Hoes that hold my drugs
Drugs that open doors
Doors show friends and foes
Yeah I got a bunch of those
But me I control it all
Call the shyt the remote



Credits
Writer(s): Keith Perrineau
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