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Remy Ma enlists Lil Kim for her new Nicki Minaj diss track “Wake Me Up.”

This move is not surprising given that these are two of Nicki Minaj’s most recognized foes. Remy Ma recently signed a new record deal with Columbia Records and is working on her new album which will be the first under the label. It’s not yet known if this new track “Wake Me Up” will be featured on that upcoming project or will it be released just as a single.

Over the weekend, a photo surfaced of the two female rappers shooting a music video for the single. The photo shows Kimmy Blanco and Remy Ma sitting on a sports car that looks like a Lamborghini. A few lines off the track was leaked online that shows the Love and Hip Hop New York star taking shots at Nicki Minaj. “That crown, I’m gon’ take that sh*t / ‘Cause you a clown and homie don’t play that sh*t,” Remy raps and another line that referenced Nicki’s relationship with Nas. “I heard he lay that d*ck / You let them filet that fish / You just met him, how he bae that quick?”

Remy Ma reportedly signed a multi-million dollar with Columbia Records and is currently working on her first album for the label. While Nicki’s beef with Lil Kim goes back years, her feud with Remy Ma really took root at earlier this year and spawned that infamous diss track “shETHER.” Lil Kim also posted a photo on Twitter of herself and Remy Ma in the studio. “My partner frfr @RealRemyMa!! The amount of that was in this room was ridiculous!! Somebody call the fire marshals sheesh,” she wrote.

?My partner frfr @RealRemyMa!! The amount of ?that was in this room was ridiculous!! Somebody call the fire marshals sheesh ?? pic.twitter.com/zHkF3hnQHJ

— Lil' Kim (@LilKim) September 13, 2017

The song should make its debut sometime this week. Check back with Dancehallhiphop.com for more details.


Timbaland teased a new single with Young Thug on his Instagram page today.

The legendary producer posted a video clip of himself inside his studio vibing the new song. Timbo x [Young Thug] coming soon,” he wrote. Timbaland is one of the most recognized figures in the producing game today and he has produced songs for some big name artists across many genres over the last two decades. He has worked with artists like JAY-Z, Missy Elliott, Justin Timberlake, the late Aaliyah and more.

With his headphone on you, Timbo gets into the zone while lip-syncing to some of Young Thug’s lyrics. The beat has Timbaland’s signature written all over it and Thugger came through to compliment it with his signature flow. Timbo has been known to mostly worked with the OG’s in rap, pop, and R&B, but now is he working with some newcomers like the Atlanta rapper. Aside from Young Thug, who is good hands, he recently produced a single title “With Vengeance” for Ski Mask The Slump God featuring Offset. This is not the first time that Timbaland and Young Thug are working together, the two recently teamed up for a track, “Didn’t Do It”, off the producer’s King Stays King mixtape.

By the way, we are still waiting for that long awaited beat battle between Timbaland and Swizz Beatz. The two iconic producers have been teasing what they called a beat battle on Instagram, but so far nothing concrete on if it will really happen.

Timbo x @thuggerthugger1 coming soon…. ? ?: @marklashark

A post shared by Timbo the King (@timbaland) on Oct 30, 2017 at 4:06pm PDT


Sean Kingston and Tommy Lee Sparta drop their long-awaited new video “Cross Over.”

The cut has been in the works since the summer and now its finally here. Kingston debuts the video on WorldStarHipHop yesterday and already it clocked 200,000 views. The OutHereVisuals-directed video starts out with SK and Tommy Lee hanging out with their crew at the mansion. The singer then gave a female a briefcase full of cash to deliver to someone but things got ugly on her journey as she was ambushed by robbers.

“Cross Over” marks the first time that Sean Kingston and Tommy Lee Sparta are working together and during the summer the reggae-pop singer announced that he wants to sign the Mobay deejay to his label Time Is Money Entertainment. “Haven’t been this excited about signing a artist since @torylanez.. mi nuh hide an talk @tommyleesparta is undeniably talented.. big news soon come!! Time is money Ent/Sparta leave a comment if u agree,” Kingston wrote.

Watch the video for Sean Kingston and Tommy Lee Sparta new video “Cross Over” below.


(Intro: Quavo)
Yeah, woo, yeah, skrrt
M-M-M-Murda

(Chorus: Quavo)
Motorsport, yeah, put that thing in sports (skrrt, skrrt)
Shawty bad (bad), pop her like a cork (pop it)
You a dork, never been a sport (dork, yeah)
Pull up, woo, woo, jumpin’ out the court (jump)
Cotton candy (drink), my cup tastes like the fair (cotton)
Straight up there (where?), we didn’t take the stairs (where?)
Faced my fears (fears), gave my mama tears (mama)
Shiftin’ gears (shift), on the Nawf, get serious (serious)

(Verse 1: Quavo)
Face all your fears, then get at me
Hit so many donuts on them backstreets
Sit so high in the nosebleeds (yeah)
Feel like I can fly, yeah
Xans, Perky, check (yeah), Bill Belichick
Take the air out the ball, just so I can flex
Take the air out the mall, walkin’ with the sacks
Take the air out your broad (hey), now she can’t go back
Xans, Perky, check (yeah), Bill Belichick
Take the air out the ball (yeah), just so I can flex
Take the air out the mall (hey), walk in with the sacks
Take the air out your broad (woo, woo, woo, E)
Girl, yeah, yeah, I wish my grandma could see me (grandma)
Take away pain, ain’t easy (pain)
That’s why I fire up a bleezy (fire)
Ni**as not cappin’ this season

(Verse 2: Offset)
Offset!
The coupe came imported (hey)
This season’s Off-White come in snorted (white)
Green Lamborghini a tortoise (Lambo)
No human being, I’m immortal (no)
Patek and A.P. full of water (Patek)
Hundred K, I spend on my señora (racks)
My pinky on margarine, butter (margarine)
And my ears got McDonald’s nuggets (ayy)
Soon, as I land on the Lear (whew)
Piguets, they wet, tears (‘guets)
488, hit the gears (488)
Suicide doors, Britney Spears
I’m boujee, so, b*tch, don’t get near (boujee)
Criss Angel, make dope disappear (voilà)
Hit the gas, it got flames out the rears (skrrt)
It’s a race to the bag, get the mills (hey)

(Verse 3: Cardi B)
Ride the dick like a BMX
No ni**a wanna be my ex (no)
I love when he go on tour
‘Cause he cums more, when I see him less
I get up set off
I turn Offset on
I told him the other day
Man, we should sell that porn
Yeah, Cardi B, I’m back, b*tches
I don’t wanna hear I’m actin’ different
Same lips that be talkin’ ’bout me
Is the same lips that be ass kissin’
These hoes ain’t what they say they are
And their pu**y stank, they catfishin’
Same hoes that was sendin’ shots
They reachin’ out like they back itchin’
Why would I hop in some beef (why?)
When I could just hop in a Porsche?
You heard she gon’ do what from who?
That’s not a reliable source, no
So tell me, have you seen her?
Let me wrap my weave up
I’m the trap Selena
¡Dame más gasolina! Skrrt!

(Chorus: Quavo)
Motorsport, yeah, put that thing in sports (skrrt, skrrt)
Shawty bad (bad), pop her like a cork (pop it)
You a dork, never been a sport (dork, yeah)
Pull up, woo, woo, jumpin’ out the court (jump)
Cotton candy (drink), my cup tastes like the fair (cotton)
Straight up there (where?), we didn’t take the stairs (where?)
Faced my fears (fears), gave my mama tears (mama)
Shiftin’ gears (shift), on the Nawf, get serious (serious)

(Verse 4: Nicki Minaj)
Uh, yo, watch your man, then you should watch your mouth
b*tches is pressed, administer mouth to mouth
You see them stats, you know what I am about
I am the champ, I’m Iron Mike in a bout
Attention, I’ma need you to face front
You don’t want smoke with me, this is a laced blunt
Rap’s Jackie Chan, we ain’t pullin’ them fake stunts
My crown won’t fit on your bum-ass lace fronts (uh)
You b*tches catchin’ a fade, shout out my ni**a Lil Boosie
All of your friends’ll be dead, you can get hit with that Uzi
I call him Ricky, he say he love me like Lucy
Get you a straw ni**a, you know this pu**y is juicy
This Givenchy is custom made, now you can’t get it at Saks though
I don’t work in no office, but they copyin’ and that’s facts though
I ain’t tryna be violent, but if Nicki on it, it slaps, ho
Get you lined for that paper like a loose leaf when that strap blow
I’m with a couple bad b*tches that’ll rip the party
If Quavo the QB, I’m Nick Lombardi
Pull up in the space coupe, I done linked with Marty
I can actually afford to get a pink Bugatti
“Hey yo Nick, didn’t you just do a hit with Gotti?”
That too, but my ni**as send hits like Gotti
It’s a wrap, like the things on the head of a Saudi
b*tch, you my son, go and sit on the potty (rrrr)

(Verse 5: Takeoff)
Brand new Chanels (Chanels)
I stepped on runnin’ from 12 (12)
Ain’t make no commitment with none of you b*tches
‘Cause money is treatin’ me well (uh uh)
If Nicki should show me her titty
Right hand on the Bible, I swear I won’t tell (swear)
If I get to play with that kitty
I wonder how many platinums we gon’ sell (albums)
Pop a Perc and catch a feel (I pop one)
Now I cannot feel the wheel (woah)
My chest bad, give me chills
And the left hand on Richard Mille (ice)
Not the watch, but the price on the ice
If you don’t know what that is (huh)
Motorsport, motorville
Abort the mission, that’s a kill (pew, pew, brrr)

(Chorus: Quavo)
Motorsport, yeah, put that thing in sports (skrrt, skrrt)
Shawty bad (bad), pop her like a cork (pop it)
You a dork, never been a sport (dork, yeah)
Pull up, woo, woo, jumpin’ out the court (jump)
Cotton candy (drink), my cup tastes like the fair (cotton)
Straight up there (where?), we didn’t take the stairs (where?)
Faced my fears (fears), gave my mama tears (mama)
Shiftin’ gears (shift), on the Nawf, get serious (serious)


(Intro)
Oh, baby, ooh
Ooh, baby

(Verse 1)
Candlelight, get the mood right
Oh, baby, pick out your favorite wine, let go, no need to hide
I’m ready to tear it up
So baby, let me inside and just look me in my eyes, oh woah, oh woah
Girl, I don’t give a damn, ain’t no other man taking my place
He can’t hit your spot like I can, making your legs shake, oh
Licking your lips, girl, I love the way you taste
Yeah, you know I love that kinky sh*t
I’m all over your body
I’m tryna lay you on your stomach on that freaky sh*t
Be submissive when I dive in
Yeah, she think I’m freaking on her, I’ma rub it in
Ooh baby, I’ma f**k it up
I see the moon, loving ’til the sun come up
It’s too good, I’m trying not to bust a nut
Too fast, I’m tryna last

(Chorus)
I can’t even lie, lie, lie
It’s too damn good, I can’t handle it, babe
But I’ma try to last all night
Ooh woah, I’ma try to last all night
It’s alright, I hope I can last all night
I can’t even lie, lie, lie, ooh
I can’t even lie, lie, lie
I hope I can last all night

(Verse 2)
Yeah, if you knew right, you would do right
And just make love to me, only me
Don’t give my love away, girl
It ain’t for everybody ’cause you’re mine
Baby, don’t even get me started, that pussy mine, ooh Lordy, Lordy
Your hands in my pockets, huh, she know I’ma give her anything she ever wanted
Skrrt, skrrt, she driving, key in her ignition, here’s the real difference between b*tches and women
Ooh, baby, know I love that, how you take that, how you throw it back
Baby, you know just what you’re doing, I ain’t stupid, yeah

(Chorus)
I’ma try my best to last all night
Ooh woah, I’ma try to last all night
It’s alright, I hope I can last all night
I can’t even lie, lie, lie, ooh
I can’t even lie, lie, lie
I hope I can last all night, huh