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nihmune - Nihmussy lyrics

Artist: nihmune

album: Nihmussy


Whores in this house
There's some whores in this house
There's some whores in this house
There's some whores in this house
(Hol' up!)
I said certified freak, seven days a week
Wet-ass nihmussy, make that pullout game weak, woo
(Ah!)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, you fuckin' with some wet-ass nihmussy
Bring a bucket and a mop for this wet-ass nihmussy
Give me everything you got for this wet-ass nihmussy
Beat it up, catch a charge
Extra large and extra hard
Put this nihmussy right in your face
Swipe your nose like a credit card
Hop on top, I wanna ride
I do a kegel while it's inside
Spit in my mouth, look in my eyes
Nihmussy is wet, come take a dive
Tie me up like I'm surprised
Let's roleplay, I'll wear a disguise
I want you to park that big Mack truck
Right in this little garage
Make it cream, make me scream
Out in public, make a scene
I don't cook, I don't clean
But let me tell you how I got this ring
Gobble me, swallow me, drip down the side of me
Quick, jump out 'fore you let it get inside of me
I tell him where to put it, never tell him where I'm 'bout to be
I'll run down on him 'fore I have a man run at me
Talk your shit, bite your lip
Ask for a car while you ride that dick
You really ain't never gotta fuck him for a thing
He already made his mind up 'fore he came
Now get your boots and your coat for this wet-ass nihmussy
Brought a phone just for pictures of this wet-ass nihmussy
My tuition just to kiss me on this wet-ass nihmussy
Make it rain if you wanna see some wet-ass nihmussy
Look, I need a hard hitter, need a deep stroker
Need a Henny drinker, need a weed smoker
Not a garter snake, I need a king cobra
With a hook in it, hope it lean over
He got some money, then that's where I'm headed
Nihmussy A1 just like his credit
He got a beard, well, I'm trynna wet it
I let him taste it, now he diabetic
I don't wanna spit, I wanna gulp
I wanna gag, I wanna choke
I want you to touch that lil' dangly thing
That's swinging in the back of my throat
My head game is fire, punani Dasani
It's goin' in dry and it's comin' out soggy
I ride on that thing like the cops is behind me
I spit on his mic and now he tryna sign me
Your honor, I'm a freak bitch, handcuffs, leashes
Switch my wig, make him feel like he cheatin'
Put him on his knees, give him somethin' to believe in
Never lost a fight, but I'm lookin' for a beatin' (Ah!)
In the food chain, I'm the one that eat ya
If he ate my ass, he's a bottom-feeder
Big D stand for big demeanor
I could make ya bust before I ever meet ya
If it don't hang, then he can't bang
You can't hurt my feelings, but I like pain
If he fuck me and ask "Whose is it?"
When I ride the dick, I'ma spell my name (Ah!)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, you fuckin' with some wet-ass nihmussy
Bring a bucket and a mop for this wet-ass nihmussy
Give me everything you got for this wet-ass nihmussy
Now from the top, make it drop, that's some wet-ass nihmussy
Get a bucket and a mop, that's some wet-ass nihmussy
I'm talkin' WAN, WAN, WAN, that's some wet-ass nihmussy
Macaroni in a pot, that's some wet-ass nihmussy (Ah!)
(There's some whores in this house)
(There's some whores in this house)
(There's some whores in this house)
(There's some whores in this house)
(There's some whores in this house)
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God

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