Letra de Winning
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Featuring Level
(Hook)
(Hook)
Everywhere I go all the hoes show me love
Ho lick a lot, buying cars just because
Find me in the club poppin bottles with my thugs
With my middle fingers up cuz I don’t give a fuck
Bitch I’m winning, I’m winning, I’m winning
Bitch I’m winning, I’m winning, I’m winning
Pocket full of money homie, I’m big spendin
I’m up a couple touchdowns, bitch I’m winning
(Verse)
I got bricks up on my dashboard
Pounds up in my dough jams
One yard from that touchdown
Losing not in my program
My ship is that graveyard
Competition got no chance
I’m ridin round and I’m getting it
In that old Cadillac Broham
Misery in my past time, victory in my future
Hennessey in my glass, shit I don’t celebrate like I used to
If you a bad bitch I goose ya
Why you tryina get looser
You say you like to ride motorbikes
Then ride me like a high booster
My middle fingers, they turnt up
Haters watchin – they burnt up
Hand the game in they hand and all
They went haywire when I turnt up
My attitude, ho fuck you
That’s why, yea I’m turnt up
I got the ball in my hands now
I’m on fire, 10 points up
(Hook)
Everywhere I go all the hoes show me love
Ho lick a lot, buying cars just because
Find me in the club poppin bottles with my thugs
With my middle fingers up cuz I don’t give a fuck
Bitch I’m winning, I’m winning, I’m winning
Bitch I’m winning, I’m winning, I’m winning
Pocket full of money homie, I’m big spendin
I’m up a couple touchdowns, bitch I’m winning
(Verse)
It’s Level baby (ay!)
And Juvenile (yay!)
Bitch I been a wild child since a juvenile
Nigga check me out, I got my money right
I can walk up in the mall and be like fuck the price
Check out my ice, my diamonds sick hot
Yea I know that’s why yo bitch on my dick now
Chain swinging, half a brick on my wristwatch
I know I’ll pop, but I ain’t know I want that it’s hot
YEA! Cuz bitch, I’m winning
I’m up by nothing nigga, and I’m night fiendin
My money, they got bigger, this is only the beginning
I’m up a couple touchdowns, bitch I’m winning
(Hook x2)
Everywhere I go all the hoes show me love
Ho lick a lot, buying cars just because
Find me in the club poppin bottles with my thugs
With my middle fingers up cuz I don’t give a fuck
Bitch I’m winning, I’m winning, I’m winning
Bitch I’m winning, I’m winning, I’m winning
Pocket full of money homie, I’m big spendin
I’m up a couple touchdowns, bitch I’m winning
Ho lick a lot, buying cars just because
Find me in the club poppin bottles with my thugs
With my middle fingers up cuz I don’t give a fuck
Bitch I’m winning, I’m winning, I’m winning
Bitch I’m winning, I’m winning, I’m winning
Pocket full of money homie, I’m big spendin
I’m up a couple touchdowns, bitch I’m winning
(Verse)
I got bricks up on my dashboard
Pounds up in my dough jams
One yard from that touchdown
Losing not in my program
My ship is that graveyard
Competition got no chance
I’m ridin round and I’m getting it
In that old Cadillac Broham
Misery in my past time, victory in my future
Hennessey in my glass, shit I don’t celebrate like I used to
If you a bad bitch I goose ya
Why you tryina get looser
You say you like to ride motorbikes
Then ride me like a high booster
My middle fingers, they turnt up
Haters watchin – they burnt up
Hand the game in they hand and all
They went haywire when I turnt up
My attitude, ho fuck you
That’s why, yea I’m turnt up
I got the ball in my hands now
I’m on fire, 10 points up
(Hook)
Everywhere I go all the hoes show me love
Ho lick a lot, buying cars just because
Find me in the club poppin bottles with my thugs
With my middle fingers up cuz I don’t give a fuck
Bitch I’m winning, I’m winning, I’m winning
Bitch I’m winning, I’m winning, I’m winning
Pocket full of money homie, I’m big spendin
I’m up a couple touchdowns, bitch I’m winning
(Verse)
It’s Level baby (ay!)
And Juvenile (yay!)
Bitch I been a wild child since a juvenile
Nigga check me out, I got my money right
I can walk up in the mall and be like fuck the price
Check out my ice, my diamonds sick hot
Yea I know that’s why yo bitch on my dick now
Chain swinging, half a brick on my wristwatch
I know I’ll pop, but I ain’t know I want that it’s hot
YEA! Cuz bitch, I’m winning
I’m up by nothing nigga, and I’m night fiendin
My money, they got bigger, this is only the beginning
I’m up a couple touchdowns, bitch I’m winning
(Hook x2)
Everywhere I go all the hoes show me love
Ho lick a lot, buying cars just because
Find me in the club poppin bottles with my thugs
With my middle fingers up cuz I don’t give a fuck
Bitch I’m winning, I’m winning, I’m winning
Bitch I’m winning, I’m winning, I’m winning
Pocket full of money homie, I’m big spendin
I’m up a couple touchdowns, bitch I’m winning
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