Lyrics:
I know you heard about the Winans see
We're a Godly dynasty
Serving G O D, next in line is me
Not the X but next generation of several men of God
never ask you
I just kept it to myself
[Chorus - Mario Winans]
I don't want to know
If your playin me, keep it on the low
Cause my heart can't take
You got plans and finesse, you dress sick too
I'ma holla at you everytime ya pass by
And if I don't get you now this ain't the last try
You play hard
You got plans and finesse, you dress sick too
I'ma holla at you everytime ya pass by
And if I don't get you now this ain't the last try
You play hard
make her get out here
Niggas know I don't fuck with no queer
I'm sipping Actavis you niggas sipping beer
They looking at me cuz I'm
Not from round here
to New Orleans the original big baby like Big Mike
Don't make me Tina Turner one of you wenches and hit you like Big Ike
UHHHH pimp shit Cadillac with
I Really Love You (Lyrics)
Written by Benjamin Winans
Performed by BeBe & CeCe Winans featuring Marvie Wright
How would You know that I love you
A lyrical knockout, showin' I got clout
My comp should just drop out
Cause none of them can see me
I leave em winan like their name was bebe or cece
I get
Yo! (Yo! Yeah) Haha!
I go by the name of Cassidy!
(It's another Mario Winans exclusive)
ATL! (c'mon)
Damn boo, you don't understand boo
I'm just
And yeah, I pour up (woo), bought me a redeye (redeye), just to do donuts
On God, they don't want smoke with us, they just might fold up
They never noticed
my competition at line em up
You can just leave me outside
Ima stay about god business
Bet you my light still shine
Look at my glare boy
(Now what they
to the word moist
(What do you mean by that?)
I don't like them
Nobody's said, "There's Yerbi, you should try him."
Hesitant with my presence, make sure no one
And her grandmom related to the Winans
They wanna see me do my dance
In these ties thousand dollar pants
Don't disrespect me and my mans
Bang, whole
ain't talking bout that money, get the
Fuck up out my phone
I swear these hoes be erking me, I tell these Bitches leave me lone
I been chilling, counting
Pretty little body, but my face look stank
I be in the truck that cost your whole house
Bitches imitate me but don't come close
If you wanna celebrate
rhymes than the Winans got family
No need to sweat Arsenio to gain some type of fame
No shame in my game cause I'll always be the same
Styles upon
rhymes than the Winans got family
No need to sweat Arsenio to gain some type of fame
No shame in my game cause I'll always be the same
Styles upon
Yo, yo yeah
I go by the name of Cassidy
It's another Mario Winans exclusive
ATL, come on
Damn boo, you don't understand, boo
I'm just fly if I
Time we make a move
Don't play by the rules
Niggas getting mad at me 'cause I could never lose
Challenge me we duel
Sleeping hit the snooze
Can't go
passing no dimes boy
I'm 'bout mine with the gun it sing like it's Cece Winans boy
Listen to how I spaz on they ass, leave 'em leaking like maxi pad
Its me
it's hot out like a ceiling fan
African, American, He don't think he can fuck but I can
Beat a nigga black and blue
Leave a nigga split in two
I just
Winans w/ ad libs]
I gotta know, baby
Would you be right here beside me when I'm gone
Still have my back without promise to have it all
Baby this is
can leave today
Just lika' in the bible days, when men began to pray
Those jail cells start to shaken, those chains a start to breakin?
Don't let
don't have a hit record? (Never leave me alone)
(Never leave me alone)
Leave me alone (never leave me alone)
Never leave me alone (never leave me
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