Lyrics Joey Trap – Nemo

This a different level you heard
Look

Got bricks like free throw
Purp make me lean back like fat joe

Yea I’m black and I’m Puerto Rican
Said she wanna gimmie throat, now ya bitch eating
They say Joey throwin’ bands and never have a reason
Kloud god bring hope nigga fuck a demon

Bend it over she a thot bitch
Young rich squad kloud gang fuck the opp shit
Chinese food laumain we got chopsticks
Sorry I won’t ever push a broom where the mop sticks

Wet em up
We gone wet em up
Couple bands
On my wrist
I just wet it up
Cocaine through her nose she gon sweat it out
Think I’m married to the money she won’t lemme out

Yeah my name Joey Trap hoe
Niggas rocking wit me everywhere like a black coat
My choppa sing hella loud like a c note
Niggas looking for me can’t find me Nemo

Say it louder bitch I need more
Made another hunnid bands still need more When it’s coming to that paper Ima fiend tho
Look ma no hands watch her deep throat

Bitch I’m onna Keys
And if you asking bout your girl that bitch is on her knees

Boop bop imma bleed the bitch
Through 20 bands on the arm I AP’d the wrist
He be tryina get up in my party he ain’t make the list
Shawty over here is bending over like the exorcist
SH — Shake that laffy taffy feel like fabo on it
Gangsters move in silence nina got potatoes on it
Niggas iffy uh, like I got a rainbow on me
She be shaking ass bust it down and bend it over

Hell nah won’t break me
Blue strips blue print like Jay z
Look alive non stop like Tay Keith
New York 10 bands at Macy’s

This a real nigga party
Sip a lot of lean or just pour up some Bacardi
You can go ahead and dance, think the homegirl off a molly
If you isn’t turning up you not invited so I’m sorry aye

Yeah my name Joey Trap hoe
Niggas rocking wit me everywhere like a black coat my choppa sing hella loud like a c note
Niggas looking for me can’t find me nemo
Say it loud bitch I need more
Made another hunnid bands still need more when it’s coming to that paper Ima fiend tho look ma no hands watch her deep throat

And bitch I’m onna Keys
And if you asking bout your girl that bitch is on her knees you know my music Ima do it for always for the cheese
So what I’m bouta do?
I make her feet bleed
Over
Over
TRAP!
Bitch