Remy Ma – Wake Me Up (feat. Lil’ Kim)

You bitches ain’t humble ‘nough
I hate that shit, I can make or break your shit
Bitch, you so thirsty, obey that shit
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
See, I got options, don’t make me weigh them shits!
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
So wake me up early!

[Hook: Lil’ Kim]
Take your pick; that’s your set, claim that clique!
You just met him, how he bae that quick?
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come

I told you not to touch ’em, it’s not up for discussion!
I get a lot of money, honey
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
If Kimmy B don’t trust ’em, I bet you Remy bust
Mmm, when the mornin’ come!
So wake me up early!
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Body a guy for my guy make you a meme bitch
[Verse 1: Remy Ma]
Mmm, when the mornin’ come!
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
I’m rich, I’mma stay that bitch!
These fake-ass bitches is done
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
If Queen Bee don’t trust ’em, I bet you Remy bust
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Got these niggas on lock, but we never cuff!
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come

Mmm, when the mornin’ come!

Got these niggas on lock, but we never cuff!
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
You bitches ain’t humble ‘nough
[Bridge: Lil’ Kim]
You bitches ain’t humble ‘nough
[Hook: Lil’ Kim]
‘Cause you a clown and Homey don’t play that shit!
[Verse 2: Remy Ma]
Queen Bitch, inf beam bitch
I’ll say it to your face, don’t gotta relay that shit
You fake-ass bitch, you owe homage, pay that shit!
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
[Hook: Lil’ Kim]
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
All my clothes is custom, straight from France
I heard he lay that dick, you let him filet that fish
These fake-ass bitches is done
Mean bitch, take one for the team bitch!
Spray that fif’, the crown, I’mma take that shit
I’m his dream bitch
If that’s your dog, I suggest you go train that bitch!
If Nick-ole a Kid-man, OJ that bitch!
My hands like Mayweather’s, all my friends 8 and better!
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
See, they ain’t slick, be talkin’ all cray and shit
These fake-ass bitches is done
Got these niggas on lock, but we never cuff!
If Queen Bee don’t trust ’em, I bet you Remy bust
Take that trip, get money, make that lick
Got these niggas on lock, but we never cuff!
So wake me up early!
If Peter Piper picked ’em, I bet you Remy duffed ’em
Kimmy B don’t trust ’em, I bet you Remy bust
And then you see ’em, they be like that they ain’t say that shit!