Fallin Up — Dr. Dre Lyrics

Fallin Up Song Lyrics

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[Intro]
(Eyes, only, we gon' see)
(These, eyes, only, we gon' see)

[Chorus: Thurz]
Yeah, what goes up eventually comes down
Let the dollars levitate as the world goes round from the ground Keep fallin' up (Keep fallin' up)
Keep fallin' up (Keep fallin' up)
As I fall up on this sentence so hot (Envy)
Can't feel it unless I put my hand on it like the killer did my money
Keep fallin' up (Keep fallin' up)
Keep fallin' up (Keep fallin' up)

[Verse 1: Dr. Dre]
Now that I got my sh*t together, better than ever
These motherf**kers habitual line-steppers
Make a nigga wanna write a Dear John letter (Hm)
Make her disappear, had to get the pen and tell her
A best seller, interstellar, good fella
This a long kiss goodnight, ciao, bella
My Airforce Ones steppin' on that Air Force One
Leavin' f**kin' footprints on the sun
Thirty-six shots and I only just begun
One man band soundin' like a hundred drums
Make that ass clap back, rum-pum-pum-pum
Give it to me raw, that shimmy-shimmy, all that
Brand new Ford Mach, this is what you call that
You don't see that caution tape? Nigga better fall back (Heh)
I got Hov on the line, I gotta call back
Life's a b**ch, and I'm takin' off the bra strap

[Post-Verse: Cocoa Sarai]
Well, they don't make real niggas like (These)
Gone with it, b**ch, you could see it in my (Eyes)
Post somethin' for them real motherf**kers (Only)
Oh, you a boss in this motherf**ker? (We gon' see)
No, they don't make 'em like (These)
Envy is a motherf**ker, see it in they (Eyes)
Private invitation, this is members (Only)
f**k what you thought, niggas love to talk (We gon' see)

[Chorus: Thurz]
What goes up eventually comes down
Let the dollars levitate as the world goes round from the ground Keep fallin' up (Keep fallin' up)
Keep fallin' up (Keep fallin' up)
As I fall up on this sentence so hot (Envy)
Can't feel it unless I put my hand on it like the killer did my money
Keep fallin' up (Keep fallin' up)
Keep fallin' up (Keep fallin' up)

[Verse 2: Dr. Dre]
I hit you with no delayin', so what you sayin', yo?
Last nigga that tried to play me was on the radio
Hear we go, light up my career, built off dope
Got everybody rollin' The Chronic, tryin' to smoke
Okay, f**k it, get high
Trendset, deny
Niggas swear they could compete, sh*t, I just sit by
Put a bunch of motherf**king Crips on the red-eye
Pay to get that ass removed, now that's a goodbye
Allow me to reintroduce myself
It's that same nigga from the Hub City, who else?
Hah, live at the barbecue, genuine article
I'm f**kin' diabolical, you better call a audible
I swarm with the killer bees, yeah, it's time to bring that pain
Shame on the nigga playin' old dirty games
Shoutout to Long Beach, they goin' insane
Dollar signs is the set I claim
[Post-Verse: Cocoa Sarai]
Well, they don't make real niggas like (These)
Gone with it, b**ch, you could see it in my (Eyes)
Post somethin' for them real motherf**kers (Only)
Oh, you a boss in this motherf**ker? (We gon' see)
No, they don't make 'em like (These)
Envy is a motherf**ker, see it in they (Eyes)
Private invitation, this is members (Only)
f**k what you thought, niggas love to talk (We gon' see)

[Outro]
These, eyes, only, we gon' see