Nemo lyrics

by

Joey Trap


[Intro]
This a different level, you heard
Look

[Verse 1]
Got bricks like a free throw (Trap)
Purp make me lean back like Fat Joe (Hehe)
Tool in my b*tch purse, Home Depot
Baby give me those straps you don’t need those (Hehe)
Yea, I’m black and I'm Puerto Rican
Said she wanna give me throat, now ya b*tch eating (Why?)
They say Joey throwin' bands and never have a reason (Gang)
Kloud god bring hope, n*gga f*ck a demon
Bend it over she a thot, b*tch
Young rich squad, Kloud Gang, f*ck the opp sh*t
Chinese food laumain we got chopsticks
Sorry I won’t ever push a broom where the mop sticks (Hehe)
Wet 'em up, we gon' wet 'em up (Wet 'em up)
Couple bands, on my wrist, I just wet it up (I ju' wet it up)
Cocaine through her nose, she gon' sweat it out (Cocaine, okay)
Think I’m married to the money, she won’t lemme out (Word)

[Chorus]
Yeah my name Joey Trap, ho
n*ggas rocking with me everywhere like a black coat
My choppa sing hella loud like a C note
n*ggas looking for me can’t find me, Nemo
Say it louder b*tch, I need mo' (More)
Made another hunnid bands still gon' need mo' (More)
When it’s coming to that paper I'ma fiend though
Look ma, no hands, watch her deep throat
Ay, b*tch I’m on the Keys (Keys)
And if you asking 'bout your girl, that b*tch is on her knees (Knees)
You know my music I'ma do it always for the cheese (Cheese)
So what I’m 'bout to do?
I make her feet bleed
[Verse 2]
Boop bop I'ma bleed the b*tch (Bop)
Threw 20 bands on my arm I AP’d the wrist
He be tryna get up in my party, he ain’t make the list (Hah)
Shawty over here is bending over like the exorcist (Clap clap clap)
Sh-shake that laffy taffy feel like fabo on it (Make it clap)
Gangsters move in silence Nina got potatoes on it (Make it clap)
n*ggas iffy uh, like I got a rainbow on me (Make it clap)
She be shaking ass, bust it down and bend it over (Hehe)
Hell nah it won’t break me (Nah)
Blue strips blue print like JAY-Z (Blue print)
Look alive, non stop, like Tay Keith
New York 10 bands at Macy’s
This a real n*gga party (Trap)
Sip a lot of lean or just pour up some Bacardi (Yee)
You can go ahead and dance, think the home girl off a molly (Shake)
If you isn’t turning up, you not invited, so I’m sorry aye

[Chorus]
Yeah my name Joey Trap, ho
n*ggas rocking with me everywhere like a black coat
My choppa sing hella loud like a C note (Ay)
n*ggas looking for me can’t find me, Nemo
Say it louder b*tch, I need mo' (More)
Made another hunnid bands still gon' need mo' (More)
When it’s coming to that paper I'ma fiend though
Look ma, no hands, watch her deep throat (Ayy)
Ay, and b*tch I’m on the Keys (Keys)
And if you asking 'bout your girl, that b*tch is on her knees (Knees)
You know my music I'ma do it always for the cheese (Cheese)
So what I’m 'bout to do?
I make her feet bleed
[Outro]
Yo, over, sh*t, trap, b*tch
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