She says you can't stay pretty forever//
So she wants to use what god gave her, so I let her//
She grown, she gonna do what she wants to//
She wants to dance, what am I suppose to//
If I say no, she leaves me and still stripping//
So I say yes and keep a eye on her while dudes tipping//
She seems happy with all the admiration//
She's the center of a sleazy niggas imagination//
She gets lost in the rain//
The pouring of $1 bills drowns her pain//
Her stage name is Remy//
Because it only takes 2 glasses of it before she forgets me//
She starts bringing her work home with her//
Smelling like other niggas//
Used to see the glass half full, now its half empty//
From other niggas taking sips of my Remy//
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