Siren
Want you to float over
Whine pon mi waist under di water
Siren ting sing in your slumber
Swim to me I'll be your lover, yeah
Want you to float over
Whine pon mi waist under di water
Siren ting sing in your slumber
Swim to me I'll be your lover, yeah
Ayo, please don't think I would ever let anybody
Come come up real close, caress my body
Fuck it up and well you'll be sorry
Bad B energy, embodied
Baby take me down to the sea's lobby
If you wanna come see this body
Then you better be not be like everybody
Man, I've got him in my waters and he wanna dive
When he swim by
He can tell by my eye
That I'm tight
Like a dot that's on an "i"
Hypnotised
When he lick my hips n thighs
Suck it up, I could never be a groupie
Bitch is loopy
If he wanna lose me
Dicks is up, when I throw it back, back
Sweet life on deck
Give him the code (Cody), no Zack
Want you to float over
Whine pon mi waist under di water
Siren ting sing in your slumber
Swim to me I'll be your lover, yeah
Want you to float over
Whine pon mi waist under di water
Siren ting sing in your slumber
Swim to me I'll be your lover, yeah
How you gonna ignore me, but then hit me for some head though?
Wanna get one up on me so you wanna get ahead though
This nigga wilding if he thinking I'mma settle
For a bum dude who treats me fucking dreadful
It's so stressful, and it's mental
Matter fact, bitch I'm feeling fucking vengeful
I'mma drown his ass if he ain't careful
Causing tears, I'm feeling resentful
My taste is usually quintessential
The way I make him eat it sounds like instrumental
Yum yum, eat it up, lick it up, down, smack
Not a dope dealer but his face in my crack
Uh
Get it real wet
I'm on my siren ting
I'm so entrancing
Got you abiding
There is no hiding
Bodies colliding
Inside you're sliding
Got you piping
Whilst I'm riding
There's no guiding
And you hyping
Got you pining
Not a side ting
Cos of my pride, I'm a king
Got you tryna, dive in
I'm slick, I'm thicc
The number one pick
Better learn quick
And don't be a prick
I ain't ever lose myself over some dick
Cos I am the boss, and not a side bitch like
Oh my god, oh yas I go off
Seen some gloves that I'm gonna cop
Three hundred pounds, and yep that's what they cost
And you know that I'm always in that couture
Trust me I'm not gonna date a loser
With no fucking humour
That isn't my future
Get rid of him sooner
Not a fan of the rumours
Bitch! I don't want someone who is ruder
Take me to Aruba, or to Saint Lucia
Don't know if you could do that
Making me feel super
Call him "papi", no junior
Teach me like a tutor
Or beat it like producer
Take it off
Take it off
Mi wah see ya come and fuck it up
Let's go for a swim, if you like the danger
Call him "captain", but he ain't a sailor
I'mma ride him fucking major
Without any breakers
Cumming like a pager
No time to be a faker
Got more cake than a fucking baker
I don't give it, cos I am a taker
Oh you like that?
Let you pipe that
You know I keep it real tight, a nice snack
I love it when you bite that, hype that
Boom boom pow, in my back
Whine pon mi waist under di water
Siren ting sing in your slumber
Swim to me I'll be your lover, yeah
Want you to float over
Whine pon mi waist under di water
Siren ting sing in your slumber
Swim to me I'll be your lover, yeah
Ayo, please don't think I would ever let anybody
Come come up real close, caress my body
Fuck it up and well you'll be sorry
Bad B energy, embodied
Baby take me down to the sea's lobby
If you wanna come see this body
Then you better be not be like everybody
Man, I've got him in my waters and he wanna dive
When he swim by
He can tell by my eye
That I'm tight
Like a dot that's on an "i"
Hypnotised
When he lick my hips n thighs
Suck it up, I could never be a groupie
Bitch is loopy
If he wanna lose me
Dicks is up, when I throw it back, back
Sweet life on deck
Give him the code (Cody), no Zack
Want you to float over
Whine pon mi waist under di water
Siren ting sing in your slumber
Swim to me I'll be your lover, yeah
Want you to float over
Whine pon mi waist under di water
Siren ting sing in your slumber
Swim to me I'll be your lover, yeah
How you gonna ignore me, but then hit me for some head though?
Wanna get one up on me so you wanna get ahead though
This nigga wilding if he thinking I'mma settle
For a bum dude who treats me fucking dreadful
It's so stressful, and it's mental
Matter fact, bitch I'm feeling fucking vengeful
I'mma drown his ass if he ain't careful
Causing tears, I'm feeling resentful
My taste is usually quintessential
The way I make him eat it sounds like instrumental
Yum yum, eat it up, lick it up, down, smack
Not a dope dealer but his face in my crack
Uh
Get it real wet
I'm on my siren ting
I'm so entrancing
Got you abiding
There is no hiding
Bodies colliding
Inside you're sliding
Got you piping
Whilst I'm riding
There's no guiding
And you hyping
Got you pining
Not a side ting
Cos of my pride, I'm a king
Got you tryna, dive in
I'm slick, I'm thicc
The number one pick
Better learn quick
And don't be a prick
I ain't ever lose myself over some dick
Cos I am the boss, and not a side bitch like
Oh my god, oh yas I go off
Seen some gloves that I'm gonna cop
Three hundred pounds, and yep that's what they cost
And you know that I'm always in that couture
Trust me I'm not gonna date a loser
With no fucking humour
That isn't my future
Get rid of him sooner
Not a fan of the rumours
Bitch! I don't want someone who is ruder
Take me to Aruba, or to Saint Lucia
Don't know if you could do that
Making me feel super
Call him "papi", no junior
Teach me like a tutor
Or beat it like producer
Take it off
Take it off
Mi wah see ya come and fuck it up
Let's go for a swim, if you like the danger
Call him "captain", but he ain't a sailor
I'mma ride him fucking major
Without any breakers
Cumming like a pager
No time to be a faker
Got more cake than a fucking baker
I don't give it, cos I am a taker
Oh you like that?
Let you pipe that
You know I keep it real tight, a nice snack
I love it when you bite that, hype that
Boom boom pow, in my back
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Writer(s): Keenan Myers
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