Kemosable

T.I. · Other Songs - T.I.

Woa Kemosabe, woa, woa

Woa Kemosabe, woa, woa

I said woa Kemosabe, woa, woa

Woa Kemosabe, woa, woa



I blow the check in Follies

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 nigga's Carlton

Flexin' through the projects

Them bitches think I'm 'luminati

My nigga' say fuck a Bugatti

Buy him a Box Chevy on 30's

Straight out the dutty, drink muddy, bitches slutty

Get head so long, she fuck around, caught a concussion



Top off on a foreign

Ballin' like Amar'e

2 bitches and they barbies

1 on lean and 1 on mollies



50 hoes in the lobby

Chain gold and it's Versace

I'm like woa Kemosabe

Big ballin' is my hobby



Top off on that foreign, G4 Jet that boring

Pass me the ball I'm scorin'

Fuck yo bitch she horny

Got 23 bitches on the T-Bird

3 plus 3, that's 6 birds

24 cups, 21 that's 4-5

That's what I keep on my side

If a nigga' tryin'a run up in my house

I'mma blow his ass back outside

And even if the fuck nigga' look wrong

I'mma knock the pussy nigga' cock eye

Me and Doe B show 'em how to rock out

This verse so hot I'm finna hop out

Ain't ball, man I'm finna 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



50 hoes in the lobby

Chain gold and it's Versace

I'm like woa Kemosabe

Big ballin' is my hobby



I'm like "Whoah Kemosabe"

I started this shit cos that's my hobby

Big Tymer 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 nigga'

Diamonds flooded in this bitch like it's raining nigga'

Bitch on my arm like a singer nigga'

Ha, she might just be a singer nigga'

I do what the fuck I want

And I buy what the fuck I want



50 hoes in the lobby

Chain gold and it's Versace

I'm like woa Kemosabe

Big ballin' is my hobby



Got 'em poppin with my posse, we ballin' like the Cosby's

Ballin's in my bloodline, casa de mi patri

Young god is the prophet, young playa's stackin' profit

I made a quarter million and I never went to college

Say the flow out here is solid, smoking hydro phonics

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 nigga's lip but them ventriloquists whisper

From band hitters on 6, nigga's would kill to get rich

And this Doe B, B.o.B, G.D.O.D, we rich nigga'



Top off on a foreign

Ballin' like Amar'e

2 bitches and they barbies

1 on lean and 1 on mollies



50 hoes in the lobby

Chain gold and it's Versace

I'm like woa Kemosabe

Big ballin' is my hobby



I got foreign whips in my garage

Top down in that SB

I got plane gas and I see y'all

And I match a clique in my ashy

And Hustle Gang we about that action

And all them other pussy nigga's 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