I was half intimidated, half trying to figure out how to holla. She wasn't unattractive or manly looking to me at all like some have suggested, but she was VERY VERY OVERLY THUGGISH. We were all doing a cipher for the BET awards. Me, Remy Ma, Saigon, and some dude from London named Sway. Sway and I had miniature rap beef from when I was in the UK, so he was acting real shitty at the rehearsal.

Remy noticed his attitude towards me, and said, "You want me to knock this nigga out for you? We can get him RIGHT NOW." I actually believed her. Then she asked me to spit the rap that I was gonna say for the cipher.

I told her I'd be freestyling from the top of the head.

OH SHIT I HEARD ABOUT YOU BEING ILL FROM THE TOP! THAT SHIT REAL, HUH?

I was like, yeah.

"If you try to come at me, I got somethin for you tho, nigga!"

I'm like, oh SHIT. Now I'm half intimidated, half turned on.

Remy--if you and Papoose don't work out, PLEASE holla at a nigga! I love you!

P.S.: I'm serious! I need my violent thugstress! :) :) :)