Letra de Kemosabe
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Featuring Doe B, Young Dro, B.o.B., T.I.
Prod by KE
Prod by KE
(Intro)
Woa Kemosabe, woa, woa
Woa Kemosabe, woa, woa
I said woa Kemosabe, woa, woa
Woa Kemosabe, woa, woa
(Verse)
I blow that chicken fox
I coulda ball erratic
Pull up in the big body
Valet had to double park it
I’m covered in Versace
I’m Frank Crank, these niggas ganja
Frenzy through the projects
Them bitches think I’m Illuminati
My nigga say fuck a Bugatti
My hammer bar Chevelle diamonds
Straight out the gutter, drink money, bitches love it
Getting head so long, she fuck around, call it a concussion
(Bridge)
Top off on a foreign
Ballin like I’m ballin
2 bitches and they bodies
9 on we and why no ballin
(Hook)
50 hoes in the lobby
Chain gold and it’s Versace
I’m like woa Kemosabe
Bitch ballin is my hobby
(Verse)
Top off on that foreign, G4 jet that Boeing
Beg me to ball on scoey
Fuck yo bitch she horny
Got 23 bitches on the T-Bird,
3 plug 3, let’s sip Burg
24 cups, 21 that’s 4-5
Double that, keep on my side
If a nigga tryna run up in my house
I’mma blow his head back outside
And then can neither fuck, nigga look one
I’m in out the pussy, nigga cock eye
Ain’t dough beagle, showin how to rap guy
Diggy verse so hot up in the hop eye
Ain’t ball the 50 go beast mode
Dominating here, getting knocked out
I’mma stop now
Rolled on on my 30’s
Ash that bitch, I thought I’mma blaze
That ho be lookin flashy
I bet her pussy mushy
(Hook)
50 hoes in the lobby
Chain gold and it’s Versace
I’m like woa Kemosabe
Bitch ballin is my hobby
(Verse)
Right I’m coppin with my posy, we ballin like the Cosbys
Ballin’s in my bloodline, casa de mi patri
Young god is the prophet, young playas stackin profit
I made a quarter million and I never went to college
Say the flow out here is solid, smoking hydrofonics
Even in Japan boy, I get plenty sake
I’m all about the dollar, bitches wanna holler
Bet yo girl got more inside and Malcolm just in gossips
And this life is all that I know
Ain’t after that, I didn’t miss it
And we go hard, these niggas lip but them ventriloquists whisper
From band hitters on 6, niggas would kill to get rich
And this Doe B, B.o.B, G.D.O.D, we rich nigga
(Bridge)
Top off on a foreign
Ballin like I’m ballin
2 bitches and they bodies
9 on we and why no ballin
(Hook)
50 hoes in the lobby
Chain gold and it’s Versace
I’m like woa Kemosabe
Bitch ballin is my hobby
(Verse)
I got foreign whips in my garage
Top down in that SB
I got plane gas and I see yall
And I match a clique in my ashy
And Hustle Gang we about that ashy
And all them other pussy niggas just actin
And yo gang play, cocaine play
For everything I got like 30K
I’m still a drug dealer, how you love that?
Love a real nigga, do you love me?
We’re out there in the spot, where they selling drugs at
I’mma beat the 60, you can get yo 203
50 corners and Ferrari Californias
Fuckin with a bitch, you California
Smokin shit, you did fo California
Bitch get wrong she gon get left in California
(Hook)
50 hoes in the lobby
Chain gold and it’s Versace
I’m like woa Kemosabe
Bitch ballin is my hobby
Woa Kemosabe, woa, woa
Woa Kemosabe, woa, woa
I said woa Kemosabe, woa, woa
Woa Kemosabe, woa, woa
(Verse)
I blow that chicken fox
I coulda ball erratic
Pull up in the big body
Valet had to double park it
I’m covered in Versace
I’m Frank Crank, these niggas ganja
Frenzy through the projects
Them bitches think I’m Illuminati
My nigga say fuck a Bugatti
My hammer bar Chevelle diamonds
Straight out the gutter, drink money, bitches love it
Getting head so long, she fuck around, call it a concussion
(Bridge)
Top off on a foreign
Ballin like I’m ballin
2 bitches and they bodies
9 on we and why no ballin
(Hook)
50 hoes in the lobby
Chain gold and it’s Versace
I’m like woa Kemosabe
Bitch ballin is my hobby
(Verse)
Top off on that foreign, G4 jet that Boeing
Beg me to ball on scoey
Fuck yo bitch she horny
Got 23 bitches on the T-Bird,
3 plug 3, let’s sip Burg
24 cups, 21 that’s 4-5
Double that, keep on my side
If a nigga tryna run up in my house
I’mma blow his head back outside
And then can neither fuck, nigga look one
I’m in out the pussy, nigga cock eye
Ain’t dough beagle, showin how to rap guy
Diggy verse so hot up in the hop eye
Ain’t ball the 50 go beast mode
Dominating here, getting knocked out
I’mma stop now
Rolled on on my 30’s
Ash that bitch, I thought I’mma blaze
That ho be lookin flashy
I bet her pussy mushy
(Hook)
50 hoes in the lobby
Chain gold and it’s Versace
I’m like woa Kemosabe
Bitch ballin is my hobby
(Verse)
Right I’m coppin with my posy, we ballin like the Cosbys
Ballin’s in my bloodline, casa de mi patri
Young god is the prophet, young playas stackin profit
I made a quarter million and I never went to college
Say the flow out here is solid, smoking hydrofonics
Even in Japan boy, I get plenty sake
I’m all about the dollar, bitches wanna holler
Bet yo girl got more inside and Malcolm just in gossips
And this life is all that I know
Ain’t after that, I didn’t miss it
And we go hard, these niggas lip but them ventriloquists whisper
From band hitters on 6, niggas would kill to get rich
And this Doe B, B.o.B, G.D.O.D, we rich nigga
(Bridge)
Top off on a foreign
Ballin like I’m ballin
2 bitches and they bodies
9 on we and why no ballin
(Hook)
50 hoes in the lobby
Chain gold and it’s Versace
I’m like woa Kemosabe
Bitch ballin is my hobby
(Verse)
I got foreign whips in my garage
Top down in that SB
I got plane gas and I see yall
And I match a clique in my ashy
And Hustle Gang we about that ashy
And all them other pussy niggas just actin
And yo gang play, cocaine play
For everything I got like 30K
I’m still a drug dealer, how you love that?
Love a real nigga, do you love me?
We’re out there in the spot, where they selling drugs at
I’mma beat the 60, you can get yo 203
50 corners and Ferrari Californias
Fuckin with a bitch, you California
Smokin shit, you did fo California
Bitch get wrong she gon get left in California
(Hook)
50 hoes in the lobby
Chain gold and it’s Versace
I’m like woa Kemosabe
Bitch ballin is my hobby
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