Nemo
I tell that bitch I'm really single
Tell that bitch that I don't mingle
I tell that bitch I'm really single
Tell that bitch that I don't mingle
Bitch I'm Nemo
Let my fins grow, let my mouth grow, and my heart grow
I'm what you ain't tho
So watch your main hoe
Bitch ride my, ride my dick till you can't hold
Wake up in the morning got a hangover
Not from drinking liquor, its the drank tho
And i'm back in being in London with a? throat
Bring it back slow aye, bring it back slow
She ride up on my dick like it's her fucking last shore
Do that thang ya, she know the game ya
She love it when I fucking rap or when I sang ya
Switching lanes ya, whatchu claim ya
I don't even claim shit and I don't bang ya
But I be WaterBoyz, bitch I'm WaterBoyz
With a B you hoe, She got the Water tour
Fuck that shit bitch, I came up with this
I just made a hit, then I break it bitch
Bitch I flew back, never fell back
Runnin up, I'm Runnin up, Im Runnin up the racks
She want fuck 100 nigga cause I never hit it
Well with it, Born with it, Well giving (Skrt, Skrt)
Real estates I need that
Thickest bitch I need that
She runnin up and she screamin
Fuck a nigga feed back
I'll need no feedback
Ride with a leather seat
Chris Back
Smokin all year didn't see this
Fuck a shawty I don't really need this
Tell that bitch that I don't mingle
I tell that bitch I'm really single
Tell that bitch that I don't mingle
Bitch I'm Nemo
Let my fins grow, let my mouth grow, and my heart grow
I'm what you ain't tho
So watch your main hoe
Bitch ride my, ride my dick till you can't hold
Wake up in the morning got a hangover
Not from drinking liquor, its the drank tho
And i'm back in being in London with a? throat
Bring it back slow aye, bring it back slow
She ride up on my dick like it's her fucking last shore
Do that thang ya, she know the game ya
She love it when I fucking rap or when I sang ya
Switching lanes ya, whatchu claim ya
I don't even claim shit and I don't bang ya
But I be WaterBoyz, bitch I'm WaterBoyz
With a B you hoe, She got the Water tour
Fuck that shit bitch, I came up with this
I just made a hit, then I break it bitch
Bitch I flew back, never fell back
Runnin up, I'm Runnin up, Im Runnin up the racks
She want fuck 100 nigga cause I never hit it
Well with it, Born with it, Well giving (Skrt, Skrt)
Real estates I need that
Thickest bitch I need that
She runnin up and she screamin
Fuck a nigga feed back
I'll need no feedback
Ride with a leather seat
Chris Back
Smokin all year didn't see this
Fuck a shawty I don't really need this
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Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Christopher Travis
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