Doe B - Kemosabe Lyrics
(Intro)Woa Kemosabe, woa, woaWoa Kemosabe, woa, woaI said woa Kemosabe, woa, woaWoa Kemosabe, woa, woa(Verse: Doe B)I blow that chicken foxI coulda bought a rariPull up in the big bodyValet had to double park itI’m covered in VersaceI’m Fresh prince, these niggas CarltonFlexin through the projectsThem *****es think I’m IlluminatiMy nigga say ***** a BugattiMy hammer bar Chevelle on 30'sStraight out the dutty, drink muddy, *****es sluttyGet head so long, she ***** around, call it a concussion(Bridge: Doe B)Top off on a foreignBallin like Amar'e2 *****es and they barbies1 on lean and 1 on mollies(Hook: Doe B)50 hoes in the lobbyChain gold and it’s VersaceI’m like woa KemosabeBig ballin is my hobby(Verse: Young Dro)Top off on that foreign, G4 jet that BoringPass me the ball I’m scoring***** yo ***** she hornyGot 23 *****es on the T-Bird,3 plug 3, let’s sip Burg24 cups, 21 that’s 4-5Thats what I keep on my sideIf a nigga tryna run up in my houseI’mma blow his ass back outsideAnd need a ***** nigga look wrongI'mma knock the ***** nigga ***** eyeAin’t dough beagle, showin how to rock outThis verse so hot I’m finna hop outAin’t ball the 50 go beast modeDominating here, getting knocked outI’mma stop now slow it upRolled on on my 30’sAsk that *****, I *****ed all her buddiesThat ho be lookin dustyI bet her ***** musty(Hook: Doe B)50 hoes in the lobbyChain gold and it’s VersaceI’m like woa KemosabeBig ballin is my hobby(Verse: Birdman)I’m like woah KemosabeI started this shit cos that’s my hobbyBig timer, that’s my name hoeVersace’s on my frame hoeAll gold everythingI put that shit on everythingGot a ring on every finger, niggaDiamonds flooded in this ***** like it’s rainin nigga***** on my arm like a singer niggaShe might just be a singer niggaI do what the ***** I wantAnd I ball what the ***** I want(Hook: Doe B)50 hoes in the lobbyChain gold and it’s VersaceI’m like woa KemosabeBig ballin is my hobby(Verse: B.o.B)Got em poppin with my possy, we ballin like the CosbysBallin’s in my bloodline, casa de mi patriYoung god is the prophet, young playas stackin profitI made a quarter million and I never went to collegeSay the flow out here is solid, smoking hydrofonicsEven in Japan boy, I get plenty sakeI’m all about the dollar, *****es wanna hollerBet yo girl got more inside her mouth than just in gossips(Verse: T.I)I’m still a drug dealer, how you love that?Love a real nigga, den you love me!We’re out there in the spot, where they selling drugs atI’mma beat the 60, you can get you 2 or 350 corners and Ferrari Californias*****in with a *****, you CaliforniaSmokin shit, you did fo California***** get wrong she gon get left in California(Bridge: Doe B)Top off on a foreignBallin like Amar'e2 *****es and they barbies1 on lean and 1 on mollies(Hook: Doe B)50 hoes in the lobbyChain gold and it’s VersaceI’m like woa KemosabeBig ballin is my hobby
