Doe Boy

Doe Boy - Kemosabe lyrics

rate me

Wow, wow, wow, Kemosasbe

I say wow kemosabe

Wow, wow, wow, Kemosasbe

Wow, wow, wow, Kemosasbe

I blow that chicken fox

I couldn’t ball erotic

Pull up in the big body

Valet had to double park it

I’m covered in Versace

I’m Frank Crank, these niggas call it

Frenzy through the projects

Them bitches think on Illuminati

My nigga say fuck a Bugatti

Buy hammer ball Chevelle diamonds

Straight out the gutter, drink money, bitches learn it

Getting head so long, she fuck around, call a concussion

Top Top off on a foreign

Ballin like I’m ballin

2 bitches and in body

9 on we and why no ballin

50 hoes in the lobby

Chain gold and it Versace

I’m like woa Kemosabe

Bitch ballin is my hobby

Top off on that foreign, G4 jet that Boeing

Beg me to ball on scone

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 trying to run up in my house

Imma 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

Digin verse so hot up in the hop eye

Ain’t ball the 50 go beast mode

Dominating here, getting knocked out

Imma stop now

Rolledon my 30’s

Ash that bitch, I thought Imma blaze

That ho be lookin flashy

I bet her pussy mushy

50 hoes in the lobby

Chain gold and it’s Versace

I’m like woa Kemosabe

Bitch ballin is my hobby

I’m like woa Kemosaby

I started this shit ‘cause that’s my hobby

Big timer, that’s my name ho

Versace’s on my frame ho

All gold everything

I put that shit on everything

Got a ring on every finger nigger

Diamonds flooded this bitch like it’s raining nigger

Bitch, Imma own like a single nigger

She might just be a singer, nigger!

I do what the fuck I want

And I buy what the fuck I want

It’s done!

50 hoes in the lobby

Chain gold and it Versace

I’m like woa Kemosabe

Bitch ballin is my hobby

Right I’m coppin with my posy, we ballin like the Cosbys

Rollin’s in my bloodline, casa de mi padre

Young god is the prophet, young players stackin profit

I made a quarter million and I never went to college

Say the flow out here is solid, smoking hydroponics

Even in Japan boy, I get plenty sake

I’m all about the dollar, bitches wanna holla

Bet yo girl got more inside and Malcolm just in gossips

I’m still a drug dealer, how you love that?

You love a real nigger, then you love me

Get in the spot where they selling drug yeah

Call it 56, and you can get a 2 or 3

Get in the spot where they selling drug yeah

Call it 56, and you can get a 2 or 3

50 corners and Ferrari Californias

Fucking with a bitch, you California

Smoking shit, you get for California

That bitch get wrong she gonna left in California

Top off on a foreign

Ballin like I’m ballin

2 bitches and they bodies

9 on we and why no ballin

One on me and one on money

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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