Dom Kennedy - We Ball ft. Kendrick Lamar Lyrics

Dom Kennedy - We Ball ft. Kendrick Lamar Lyrics:

Dom Kennedy
We ball, we drink, fuck hoes, rock mink
New body, gold links, she goin down, no teeth
LA, thats me
You wanna meet somebody ask me
You wanna see somebody ask me
Ay I tell her lets get in the back seat
Your crew, last week, my n-ggas, mad deep
My bitch, bad piece, your bitch, got bad feet
I pray to God,
I never flop, I get a loft, a better spot
Another rollie, a better watch,
I get a plane & then a yacht.
And my haters, let em watch, line em up, give em shots.
Dont save em, just let em drop, they said id never make it to the top.
But we ball, take shots, I want another, it dont stop
Your big mouth, a big glock, I love you all, fuck the cops

We ball, bust some shots, we ball, bust some shots
We ball, bust some shots, we ball, bust some shots
We ball, bust some shots, we ball, bust some shots
We ball, bust some shots, we ball, bust some shots.

[Kendrick Lamar]
OK, im riding through Leimert, my tires in reverse
Im lost but I know this foreign navigation works.
I made a right on King, I seen a couple skirts
I said “bitch get” in but dust them sandals off first

OK, im doin 105 on 105
Witnesses had said they seen a ball of fire.
Bitch im tryna president at Jive while you talk and jive
All these presidents wont be surprised if we came alive
I only fuck with playas and pimps n-gga
You a created playa like sims n-gga
My cup be filled up to the brim n-gga
Your bitch fixin her makeup in my rims n-gga
You just target practise
Everybody say they seen it but nobody know what happened
What happened yesterday baby girl? Fix your mood
Cuz I dont like my head with some attitude
And I dont like your legs less they at the roof
Pedicure toward the ceilin, mollys in the cabinet too
Pop – pop -pop poppin pussy rather casual
Section .80 made me hoe so this is what I had to do
Ball, I ball, I phone million dollar missed calls
I hit the bank, withdrawals, I make her plank, with no drawers
Motherfucker I ball!

Dom Kennedy - CDC Lyrics (ft. Casey Veggies & cARTer)

The first video from "THE ORIGINAL DOM KENNEDY" edited by Bryant Robinson, directed by Topshelf Junior.

Dom Kennedy - CDC Lyrics (ft. Casey Veggies & cARTer):

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Young Veggies

[Verse 1: Casey]
Aw man, what you haters sayin to him?
Break a chick down, work her out like the sand dunes
I be in the city at the function where I ran into her
Talkin to her friend too that's how a youngin' maneuver
Go hard never get, been on that better shit
I could say some simple shit, still gone be better than
Destroy all you niggas see me in that Nike letterman
Never talk about it all I do is show evidence

[Verse 2: Dom]
Fitted with a C on it, Belt with a G on it
Hold my dick up, man ya girl wanna be on it
It don't sound good, sound good unless we on it
Name start with a D but I sound like a G on it
Shittin on this song like niggas can't be on it
Independent artist, but there ain't nothing for free on this
If you gone put me on this, you know I number three on this
That's Dwayne Wade boy you better put some D on this
Damn I love rappin, got my cheese stackin
You must be out yo mind if you think I ain't snackin
Never let no girl friend kick it with no rapper
Dom come first, Veggies came after

[Verse 3: Casey]
I'm blowin up, now tell me how you feel
Makin racks off of rap and I ain't never signed a deal
I ain't never did no jerk shit and I always keep it real
No disrespect to that jerk shit but my music for real
She don't want it, then she frontin like Jay-Z and Pharrell
I do it, I do it big and man, I swear I kill
Thirty thousand and I'm with my nigga Dom Kay
Not what you thinkin my older hoes is what I bring
Countin big Lincolns I'm puttin on for my team
Buzzin through the city like Chirp phones when I was 13
High top Chucks and the polo is Burgundy
I been doin me before a nigga even learned to speak
Swear the boy Chuck [?] shout to LA thats where I be
Right out of Louisiana, coppin a 2 piece in [?]
Hold on, let me not give up the location
Hoes chasin, might find me while I'm eatin chicken
Goddamn it, they can't stand it, man we doin damage
Men lie, women lie but you can check the [?]
LA swagger, gettin love in Atlanta
Havin fun no stressin, lets go to Obsessions

[Interlude]
Niggas tried to play me on it, yeah, look

[Verse 4: cARTer]
Carter got it, been had it, I ain't wanna use it
Y'all hatin from the stands while them girls is rootin
While the girls was rootin, well that's a dumb Pregunta
She gave me [?] but I know she know she see the future
Boys think they turned up, I got bars to mute them
Me and my niggas fell in and then they start reducin
LA swag but don't ask if the kid from Houston
My H high but I'm higher now let's keep it movin
High rollers, we threw the one's then threw the deuces
Dom told her I want some head, yo pussy useless
Gone off the Goosey, plus she know I'm chiefin
A nigga wired up, it's just my eye sleepin
Try to box me out the game, watch how I creep in
On the come up they want a bonus cause they think we easy
Please believe me, just go get my previous
And I hope you know the rate, cause we don't do no free shit
Naw, we don't do no free shit, Carter, yeah

Dom Kennedy - Hennessy Beach Ft Curren$y Lyrics

Dom Kennedy - Hennessy Beach Ft Curren$y Lyrics:

[Hook - Dom Kennedy]

My niggas trying hard to get it

We making sure the cars is tinted

I'm making sure the broads is with it

I hit her with the extra large addiction

With some niggas trying hard to get it

And we making sure the cars is tinted

I'm making sure the broads is with it

I hit her with the extra large addiction

[Verse 1 - Dom]

Calico, hope you hoes is all legal

I take the most thickest and

Leave the rest with my people

Guns kill niggas and hurt, pussy is lethal

Raised in West Philly

Her favorite team is the Eagles

Got one dog, I think that shit is a beagle

She dress like one of them girls at Fred Segal

Totally! I just make her buy a bunch of clothes

For me. Then we go out to eat, I order

Steak with the rosemary

Before we in the house, I be digging in the

Hosiery. She ghost for me. I put that on her father

And the rosary. The older we become

Life is just begun. You like how that drink taste?

Mix it with some pre-cum

I hang around millionaires cause I could maybe be one

If you don't understand that, you are really D-umb

If you know a nigga real as me

I would like to see one

A couple homies locked away

I hope this city free some

Goin' to the pros, I'm tired of playing D-1

Can't stay in the same place

Life is not a re-run

I broke out, hit it one time

Then I jumped out. When her plane land

I think Spitta is choked out

Tortoise shell frames on, yeah niggas Loc'd out

Can't wait to bring the '62 with the spokes out

Cause it's all in our reach

I be waiting for you nigga, right here

On Hennessy Beach

[Curren$y]

Now I never had a glass of Hennessy in my life

I can't lie.. but I did have a shot of XO this morning

Shout out for the housewarming gift, they

Sent that to the room..

I didn't drive over here, not drinking and driving

Kush rolling.. aiite..

Staying in my Nike Cartays

Beach front home, cause I was stacking and playing

The back, all alone. Niggas is dead over raps

Gone over songs. I'm rolling something Herculean

Cheese past strong like it gotta be on 'roids, boy

Here's another hit, that Barry Bonds

Spitta know how to treat a woman, sugar

Cut all that real girl shit out, I prove it to ya

Snatch it with producers, I get high

To do my work. I'm a roofer

Instead of paying attention you niggas paying

Them bitches. That's why you in that position

Looking up at the jets, waving bye, staining your eyes

Cause we satellite high

In 1997, I dreamt about riding around a Porsche 911

But now platiunum, opening a car lot to sell em

My bottom bitch sew it, all goes down

But she never tell it..