Dying To Be Me Remy Ma

[Chorus]
I don't know
And I don't care why they hate me, to me it's so funny
Cause while they're all hatin', I'm gettin' this money
Think they just so mad and I be laughin', bitch
I'm good even when I'm baddest
Is there a doctor in the house for the bitches I make sick
I gotta keep a condom cause they stay on my dick
Can I get a moment of silence please?
Rest in peace to the bitches that's dying to be me
Dying to be me, dying to be me

[Verse 1]
Hair done, brows waxed
Lashes laced, lips MAC'd
Nails nice, toes match
My clothes from Bergdorf Goodman, shoes from Saks
Now the bag is dope, the jewels is crack
And I pulled up in the what-the-fuck-is-that?
And this pretty face really don't help
It's practically masturbation the way I'm feelin' myself
And I'm not alone, nah, the dudes be on me
I mean when I'm regular in my Abercrombies
Tank top, flip flops, no makeup, hardly
They still can tell I got a body-ody
I don't need no friends, I'm a one-bitch army
They say I'm a ton of fun, like a walkin' party
This is my prerogative like my name was Bobby
Dial 646 that bitch, you wanna call me