Lyrics:
(quarter)
Didn't know what time it's over (over)
But I'm not backing down
'Cause I'm in it to win it
I'm gonna reach to the top
Nothing's gonna make me
the bands in the Benz and fuck fake friends I'm in love with the ends I'm in it to win it your team they just lack with it been a minute I'm a young buck I'm
mystique, they say I'm c'est magnifique
When I'm in Par-ee, I'm the chic-est of the chic
They love my body odor and my bad toupee
They love my stripey
to us, I'm sure you'll be amazed
Big fun to be had by everyone
It's up to you, it surely can be done
Young and old are doing it, I'm told
Just one try,
Fuck them niggaz
Fuck them bitches
I'm the shit
Bet I'm ain't
All I do is win
You could take it to the fucking bank
Purple kush
Purple kush
Chunk
Focus is grinding fa sure
I now
Know the grind never ends
I'm coming to win
Rest in peace Katie Lee
Your son down here trying to do it big
Motivated by
the low low
But it won't take long til ya high off contact
In the clouds, that's where we W.I.N. WIN
W.I.N. WIN
W.I.N. WIN
W.I.N. WIN
W.I.N. WIN
W.I.N
be rats in reverse no vermin
My team want mula like Germans
Fuck with my bro or sis it's curtains
We win dough that's certain
Don't show emotion
But I
life for you
You ungrateful little thing, how did I fall for you?
I been in my lane, I was tryna ride for you
I can't help it I'm in love with everything
Yeah
Still winning, don't know how to lose
It's GoodTime
You know we had to do a remix
Had to
Cito got em jumping out the gym
That's a Win!
Overtime
granted by working not taking off
If it's not working work harder and shake it off
Bench to a starter work a harder and make a boss
To get to the w's
You can be unique
You can be unique
I'm too chic
I'm unique
I'm too chic
I'm unique
Them boys, they tryna
See me, ha, but sorry
There's only one me
In-in to win it
Game on
We won't stop 'til we're number one
By the time you're here, we're already done
Don't see us coming, you better run
'Cause
, win, win
Oh yeah I'm winning
Winning
With God by my side, yeah
It's up from here on out, yeah
God is my protection, yeah
So gone head and try it yeah
Twerk It
[Verse 1: DJ DX]
I got this chic
In Moscow
I got this chic
in Kiev
I got this Chic
in the A
she from New Orleans
and she nasty
we
Please Lord, let me win
Let a young nigga win with a drop top Benz
2 door in the whip, we done popped off in it
I was scopin' the lick when
They called
prevailed
It started way back in the 8th grade
In the small old town where the two both stayed
He came from a family of middle class
Where everything he
W3 ENT Wanted World Wide
Man we born to win, born to win
Whatever the circumstances, by any means,
We born to win
We would of never made it
, win, win,
I came to win yeah
I came to win, he conquered my sins, he did it and did it again
Since Christ is within, I cannot pretend, I'm praying for
you (it's my winning season)
Unleash that champion in you (it's my winning season)
Everything attached to me wins
Everything attached to me wins
to us, I'm sure you'll be amazed
Big fun to be had by everyone
It's up to you, it surely can be done
Young and old are doing it, I'm told
Just one try,
I'm weekend
You very bland I'm seasoning
Achoo so rude
Bless me when I'm sneezing
Lia wins I am declaring it
You mad I picked up the crown
But nobody
comprehend
He's in a zone all His own
Nobody can defeat
My God is on a winning streak
Win, win, gonna win
God is gonna win again
That's the way it's gonna be
Every other girl you ever see with a nigga man
Pretty face sitting by the bar with a cigar mahn
Eat am and go
And act like a bigger man
Ok my chic is
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