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Kobe Video (MV)




Performed By: Don Modus
Length: 3:02
Written by: Nicolas Feraco




Don Modus - Kobe Lyrics




Boy I'm like Kobe, I can't share the rock
Drippin all my stoney, sippin on ciroc
When I'm lonely, I start countin guap
Got my homie, maksim with the shot
Boutta pop a pill, turn my brain off
Wear the same shirt, we a different cloth
I don't hunt for bodies, I just want the top
If you bring yo girl, better bring a mop

Bitch I'm so unique
Bitch im stupid flee
Makin hits, in my studio, for free
Know alotta trick, educated army
All my homies, keep depending on me
My name Modus, yea you know this
Roll a blunt up in a lotus
Feelin focus, hocus pocus, ain't no magic to my dopeness
Had to struggle, was a battle, but it fun now
And I'm boutta go dumb, go dumb now
Boutta go dumb, boutta go dumb now
Ladies sayin I'm no fun, I'm no fun wow
But they know that I'm the one, I'm the one now
Throw the beat at me, that's a home run wow

Boy I'm like Kobe, I can't share the rock
Drippin all my stoney, sippin on ciroc
When I'm lonely, I start countin guap
Got my homie, maksim with the shot
Boutta pop a pill, turn my brain off
Wear the same shirt, we a different cloth
I don't hunt for bodies, I just want the top
If you bring yo girl, better bring a mop

Hit me where it hurt, that's a low blow
Why u bringin up my dirt, that's a no no
We might have to break ya neck tony romo
And we always shootin first, Han Solo
Solo like I'm dolo, I don't never give free promo
Got the gadget like I'm gogo
Go extinct, now u a dodo
Keep on workin hard, yea they sayin I'm a robo
Keep on sayin thank u yea they keep on sayin domo
Domo arigato
Modus you so guapo
I got all this ammo
Litter than a candle
Imma ask a question and then see if u could answer
Is there any problem that yung modus cannot handle

Boy I'm like Kobe, I can't share the rock
Drippin all my stoney, sippin on Ciroc
When I'm lonely, I start counting guap
Got my homie, maksim with the shot
Boutta pop a pill, turn my brain off
Wear the same shirt, we a different cloth
I don't hunt for bodies, I just want the top
If you bring yo girl, better bring a mop
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Boy I'm like Kobe, I can't share the rock
Drippin all my stoney, sippin on ciroc
When I'm lonely, I start countin guap
Got my homie, maksim with the shot
Boutta pop a pill, turn my brain off
Wear the same shirt, we a different cloth
I don't hunt for bodies, I just want the top
If you bring yo girl, better bring a mop

Bitch I'm so unique
Bitch im stupid flee
Makin hits, in my studio, for free
Know alotta trick, educated army
All my homies, keep depending on me
My name Modus, yea you know this
Roll a blunt up in a lotus
Feelin focus, hocus pocus, ain't no magic to my dopeness
Had to struggle, was a battle, but it fun now
And I'm boutta go dumb, go dumb now
Boutta go dumb, boutta go dumb now
Ladies sayin I'm no fun, I'm no fun wow
But they know that I'm the one, I'm the one now
Throw the beat at me, that's a home run wow

Boy I'm like Kobe, I can't share the rock
Drippin all my stoney, sippin on ciroc
When I'm lonely, I start countin guap
Got my homie, maksim with the shot
Boutta pop a pill, turn my brain off
Wear the same shirt, we a different cloth
I don't hunt for bodies, I just want the top
If you bring yo girl, better bring a mop

Hit me where it hurt, that's a low blow
Why u bringin up my dirt, that's a no no
We might have to break ya neck tony romo
And we always shootin first, Han Solo
Solo like I'm dolo, I don't never give free promo
Got the gadget like I'm gogo
Go extinct, now u a dodo
Keep on workin hard, yea they sayin I'm a robo
Keep on sayin thank u yea they keep on sayin domo
Domo arigato
Modus you so guapo
I got all this ammo
Litter than a candle
Imma ask a question and then see if u could answer
Is there any problem that yung modus cannot handle

Boy I'm like Kobe, I can't share the rock
Drippin all my stoney, sippin on Ciroc
When I'm lonely, I start counting guap
Got my homie, maksim with the shot
Boutta pop a pill, turn my brain off
Wear the same shirt, we a different cloth
I don't hunt for bodies, I just want the top
If you bring yo girl, better bring a mop
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Writer: Nicolas Feraco
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