Testo Kemosabe - Hustle Gang
Testo della canzone Kemosabe (Hustle Gang), tratta dall'album Hustle Gang Presents: G.D.O.D. (Get Dough Or Die)
Woa Kemosabe, woa, woa
Woa Kemosabe, woa, woa
I said woa Kemosabe, woa, woa
Woa Kemosabe, woa, woa
Doe B)
I blow that chicken fox
I coulda bought a rari
Pull up in the big body
Valet had to double park it
I'm covered in Versace
I'm Fresh prince, these niggas Carlton
Flexin through the projects
Them bitches think I'm Illuminati
My nigga say fuck a Bugatti
My hammer bar Chevelle on 30's
Straight out the dutty, drink muddy, bitches slutty
Get head so long, she fuck around, call it a concussion
(Bridge: Doe B)
Top off on a foreign
Ballin like I'm ballin
2 bitches and they barbies
1 on lean and 1 on mollies
(Hook: Doe B)
50 hoes in the lobby
Chain gold and it's Versace
I'm like woa Kemosabe
Big ballin is my hobby
Dro)
Top off on that foreign, G4 jet that Boring
Pass me the ball im scoring
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
Thats what I keep on my side
If a nigga tryna run up in my house
I'mma blow his ass back outside
And need a fuck nigga look wrong
I'mma knock the pussy nigga cock eye
Ain't dough beagle, showin how to rock out
Thisso hot im finna hop out
Ain't ball the 50 go beast mode
Dominating here, getting knocked out
I'mma stop now slow it up
Rolled on on my 30's
Ask that bitch, I fucked all her buddies
That ho be lookin dusty
I bet her pussy musty
(Hook: Doe B)
B.o.B)
Got em poppin with my possy, 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 her mouth than 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: Doe B)
Top off on a foreign
Ballin like I'm ballin
2 bitches and they barbies
1 on lean and 1 on mollies
(Hook: Doe B)
T.I)
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 action
And all them other pussy niggas just actin
And yo gang play, cocaine pay
For everything I got like 30K
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 at
I'mma beat the 60, you can get you 2 or 3
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: Doe B)
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Writer(s): Kevin Michael Erondu, Clifford Joseph Harris, Glenn Thomas
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Altre canzoni dell'album
Intro (feat. Mitchellel, T.I.)
Err Body (feat. T.I., Young Dro, Trae Tha Truth, Chip, B.o.B., Shad da God)
Lil Duval Speaks
2 F*cks (feat. T.I., Chip, B.o.B., Travis Scott, Trae Tha Truth, Young Dro)
Poppin For Some (feat. Young Dro, Yung Booke, B.o.B.)
Blocka (feat. French Montana, Young Dro, Meek Mill, T.I.)
G.D.O.D. (feat. T.I., Yung Booke, Doe B, Big Kuntry King)
Problems (feat. B.o.B., T.I., Mac Boney, Problem, Trae Tha Truth, Young Dro)
Here I Go (feat. Young Dro, Shad Da God, T.I., Spodee, Mystikal)