Winning Team (feat. Suckaproof)

Ridin , slidin , two and a half men , Just me broski with a kay sittin Street fighter round ya set when we spin the benz Hop out on ya block poppin choppa kickin like Ken On to another got a hottie and her two friends Back bend , make her tuck and fold like a napkin Killed the cat punish me for my actions That was past tense I ain't been back since Money , Talk , Like Charlie Sheen Babygirl come fuck wit the Winnin Team Say she scared cuz she heard that we into things Do whatever gotta get it by any means Money , Talk , Like Charlie Sheen Babygirl come fuck wit the Winnin Team Say she scared cuz she heard that we into things Do whatever gotta get it by any means You on the winning team if you slide you gone slide I'll ride for my shit , If I die then I die When it come to that fake shit ion got time You gone see me at the top ion care if you blind Blow her back out , Ima pull her fuckin track out Pass out , When i wake up , Throw her ass out Macaulay Culkin , I'm better home alone Been learned the game I can never play it wrong Fly guy in the air thought I was a drone , Ion need nobody cuz I get it on my own Niggas claimin that they real but they more like hoes And they ask me if I'm real , Shit I suppose Aye when I say I really do this Aye (ah) I really do it Damn , Shit , Why I gotta prove it Why these niggas actin tough but they don't do shit Money , Talk , Like Charlie Sheen Babygirl come fuck wit the Winnin Team Say she scared cuz she heard that we into things Do whatever gotta get it by any means Money , Talk , Like Charlie Sheen Babygirl come fuck wit the Winnin Team Say she scared cuz she heard that we into things Do whatever gotta get it by any means Hop in the whip and start peelin , another perk I'm out my feelins Niggas is hoes they revealin , I give her sexual healin (I'm sippin mud then refill it) , Tryna get high as the ceilin Swerve in the whip and start spillin , Stuff in the whip and it's spinach I ball out like it's a scrimmage , Up in my shoes can't fulfill it Wonder how high Ima get today , Showin fake love yea I feel the hate Pussy ass nigga you can't relate , Look in the sky bitch I know my faith Look at the guap bitch I know I'm straight , Look in my eyes try to rummage this way Up in this still know no contemplate , I had no guap i was underway Hitting that boy he gone vegetate , Tell me my life gonna fluctuate Taking my life that's a cheap escape , My body I'd rather intoxicate I was first up had to nominate , Hittin that lick get incarcerated Behind them bars of the law of Satan , Robbin and juggin no automated Runnin this shit til my legs gone break , Poke out my chest bitch I feel the pain Money , Talk , Like Charlie Sheen Babygirl come fuck wit the Winnin Team Say she scared cuz she heard that we into things Do whatever gotta get it by any means MONEY TALK