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black dre – who you thought lyrics

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black dre:
[hook:]
who you thought would fall? who you thought would slip?
who you thought would ball? who you thought would quit?
look we back up in it
look we back up in it
and if the bag lookin’ empty throw some cash up in it
toss some money in the sky and get your rain on
throw some dollars in the pot and get your game on
who you thought would fall? who you thought would slip?
who you thought would ball? who you thought would quit?

[verse 1:]
this a number one, this a number one
dropped a cl-ssic alb-m then i dropped another one
my younging in the streets he bought another drum
i told the bank i need a milli ‘fore the summer come
i just bagged a b-tch, she went and bagged a b-tch
i lost a bad b-tch and got a badder b-tch
i lost a couple racks and got some racks again
she said i couldn’t hit it so i went and smashed her friend
i’m a gaws n-gg-, i’m a dark n-gg-
throw the lob ima catch it randy moss n-gg-
you know this for the set i’m goin’ off n-gg-
ran off on the plug twice i’m runnin’ off with em’
money coming out on the money keep on goin’
see the money like the faucet how it keep on flowin’
you know the strippers love you when you keep on throwin’
get rich stack a dollar that’s the only motion

[hook:]
who you thought would fall? who you thought would slip?
who you thought would ball? who you thought would quit?
look we back up in it
look we back up in it
and if the bag lookin’ empty throw some cash up in it
toss some money in the sky and get your rain on
throw some dollars in the pot and get your game on
who you thought would fall? who you thought would slip?
who you thought would ball? who you thought would quit?

[verse 2:]
my momma said i changed she say i’m lookin’ vicious
cuz i spit that food for thought and make em do the dishes
my homie on the mound he crazy with the pitchin’
was gone for a while but your boy is back to business
‘fore im layin in the dirt i’d rather do the jail
‘fore i’m snitching on my brother rather burn in h-ll
met a shy chick i just broke her out her sh-ll
light skin yellow bone she down in atl
this is not a rap this is not a rap
this is game on another black dre track
get a check for my city then i run it back
i told you on my last sh-t i need a 100 racks
i need 100 racks and need 100 more
money boomin’ out of the safe i’m bout to go on tour
i swear to god i need to bathe my baby in dior
and if you late up on them payments then we at your door

[hook:]
who you thought would fall? who you thought would slip?
who you thought would ball? who you thought would quit?
look we back up in it
look we back up in it
and if the bag lookin’ empty throw some cash up in it
toss some money in the sky and get your rain on
throw some dollars in the pot and get your game on
who you thought would fall? who you thought would slip?
who you thought would ball? who you thought would quit?