What You Thought by Jorge Ray Lyrics
Verse 1
Breaking the particles, writing the articles
Calling my niggas and telling them what to do
What in the world do you want hey?
I'm discreet when I'm in love babe
Racking shit, breaking shit
Stacking up, make it big
I dont know what u know
She in love with the coke
All my exes got me tripping
I dont know what you be feeling
Cooking shit up in the kitchen
But is that head she be giving
Can't hit u up cuz you billing
Let me know if you be willing
The don on the beat I'll be killing
The don on the beat I'll be killing
Chorus (Demmy Jones)
Gtt
Getting money getting paper everyday
Balling with the niggas shooting everyday(three)
Flexing all the muscles on they chick today(Jones)
But I’m a skinny flacko rock your bitch like everyday(yeah they know)
I can never lose what you thought yeah yeah
Swishing up the game till I’m gone yeah yeah
Nike 42 putting scores yeah yeah
Yeah we like the green shit be raw yeah yeah
Vs2
Making me weak
Tired as hell when they talking their shit
Holy unholy 2 sided in this
You on the mic you sound like a bitch
Talk to me
The king in the game what time is it
Flexing on haters more synergy
We dont mix up no chemistry
Nu kid in the game f the industry
My nikes be fresh
Bithes be creeping like spies on the deck
Fvck all em haters we ball on a jet
Flying to jtown new crib and em girls
Woah
Paper chasing, very soon we buying mansion
Living our life on our terms, fvck all em haters and fvck what u felt
Chorus;
Getting money getting paper everyday
Balling with the niggas shooting everyday(three)
Flexing all the muscles on they chick today(Jones)
But I’m a skinny flacko rock your bitch like everyday(yeah they know)
I can never lose what you thought yeah yeah
Swishing up the game till I’m gone yeah yeah
Nike 42 putting scores yeah yeah
Yeah we like the green shit be raw yeah yeah
Breaking the particles, writing the articles
Calling my niggas and telling them what to do
What in the world do you want hey?
I'm discreet when I'm in love babe
Racking shit, breaking shit
Stacking up, make it big
I dont know what u know
She in love with the coke
All my exes got me tripping
I dont know what you be feeling
Cooking shit up in the kitchen
But is that head she be giving
Can't hit u up cuz you billing
Let me know if you be willing
The don on the beat I'll be killing
The don on the beat I'll be killing
Chorus (Demmy Jones)
Gtt
Getting money getting paper everyday
Balling with the niggas shooting everyday(three)
Flexing all the muscles on they chick today(Jones)
But I’m a skinny flacko rock your bitch like everyday(yeah they know)
I can never lose what you thought yeah yeah
Swishing up the game till I’m gone yeah yeah
Nike 42 putting scores yeah yeah
Yeah we like the green shit be raw yeah yeah
Vs2
Making me weak
Tired as hell when they talking their shit
Holy unholy 2 sided in this
You on the mic you sound like a bitch
Talk to me
The king in the game what time is it
Flexing on haters more synergy
We dont mix up no chemistry
Nu kid in the game f the industry
My nikes be fresh
Bithes be creeping like spies on the deck
Fvck all em haters we ball on a jet
Flying to jtown new crib and em girls
Woah
Paper chasing, very soon we buying mansion
Living our life on our terms, fvck all em haters and fvck what u felt
Chorus;
Getting money getting paper everyday
Balling with the niggas shooting everyday(three)
Flexing all the muscles on they chick today(Jones)
But I’m a skinny flacko rock your bitch like everyday(yeah they know)
I can never lose what you thought yeah yeah
Swishing up the game till I’m gone yeah yeah
Nike 42 putting scores yeah yeah
Yeah we like the green shit be raw yeah yeah