"Tight" as written by Andre Christopher Lyon, Marcello Valenzano, Joseph Anthony Cartagena and Remy Kioni Smith....
[Remy:] This is, this is, this is this, this is

[Fat Joe:] are to the Eezy

[Remy:] Listen, listen, listen, listen

[Fat Joe:] M to the wizzeye, you so flizzye, OWWW, Brah Brah ain't nobody fuckin wit my bitch, you heard me!

[Hook]
[Fat Joe:] you know that neck tite you know that work tite, you know that bitch tite, she hold that grip tite, you know that pussy tite, you know that ass tite
[Remy:] Why don't you pull up to my bumper baby
[Fat Joe:] you want the flow that's sick
[Remy:] Well that's me
[Fat Joe:] you talkin bout the coldest bitch
[Remy:] Well that's me
[Fat Joe:] Exclusive clothes from Italy
[Remy Ma:] See that's me, 'cause ain't nobody fuckin wit me, me, me me, me, me, me

[Remy:] When you hear that this is this is, you know its a hit.
You know its that bitch, yea nigga reminisn.
Hate to tell you but this is this is as good as it gizzit, that's no bullshizzit,
I stay on my grind and give bitches the buzznizz, please pay attention, li, li listen, listen,
This is this a cool and Dre epidemic, and ain't nobody fuckin wit any of my niggaz.
You see Crack nice, Getty and Pras nice, and even tho he blow he gotta flow Tony Sunshine nice,
And you know that I'm nice, Pun is insane, Nevy steady on da grinden callus that beats novacain.
It's not the same shits gon change quickly blame ure ghost writer 'cause he can't fuck wit me.
Yea Remy Mar-t-I-n if .... just spit up in da park bitch I want in!!!!

[Hook]
[Fat Joe:] you know that neck tite, you know that work tite, you knw that bitch tite, she hold that grip tite, you know that pussy tite, you know that ass tite
[Remy:] Why don't you pull up to my bumper baby
[Fat Joe:] you want the flow that's sick
[Remy:] Well that's me
[Fat Joe:] you talkin bout the coldest bitch
[Remy:] Well that's me
[Fat Joe:] Exclusive clothes from Italy
[Remy Ma:] See that's me, 'cause ain't nobody fuckin wit me, me, me me, me, me, me

[Remy:] See when it cums to magazines, I'm queen like Nefateeti, you can catch me on da Vibe feel a vibe when you see me
(feel that)
Or on the King looking sleezy, I got the source all over me like big zeeti a lot of weed smoke so the pitcure look steamy
I'm a diva so the dons and divas say they need me. Got the cover of the Ave and I made it look eazy. Why are you on the back of the page looking cheezy. Double XL I turn niggas on like a T.V. Rockin all different colors from lemon to kiwi I came in the game wit Pun and they ain't believe me. So I made them wonder like Stevie I came in wit a platinum rapper like hersheys kiss no freebies. You came wit a gold rapper like reeses pieces. Remy Ma rated are, y'all rated P.G, 13 worth cream Damn I talk greezy!

[Hook]
[Fat Joe:] you know that neck tite, you know that work tite, you knw that bitch tite, she hold that grip tite, you know that pussy tite, you know that ass tite
[Remy:] Why don't you pull up to my bumper baby
[Fat Joe:] you want the flow that's sick
[Remy:] Well that's me
[Fat Joe:] you talkin bout the coldest bitch
[Remy:] Well that's me
[Fat Joe:] Exclusive clothes from Italy
[Remy Ma:] See that's me, 'cause ain't nobody fuckin wit me, me, me me



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"Tight" as written by Joseph Cartagena Remy Kioni Smith

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