Lyrics:
Casa
And its your stopper meth tical man and funk docta
You don't got no wins in Mi Casa
Bomb Droppa throw you outch ya mind who shot ya
You
Aye I'm back for the jump off
Had to calculate my wins from that one loss
Stay in your lane bitch jump off
'Cause I'm flagging all my goals like top
melon in now
With a pistol so big yo it could lift
A hippo and knock an elephant down
Akh, I punch a lot, I'm tellin' you now
And that fake-ass ice that
a gangsta ass whip
Pull up then gangsta ass chic
Do that lil gangsta ass shit
Say I'm that bitch
I'm really that nigga
I get it jumping like double dutch
Win win win win
All i know is win
Cuz i sing it in a spell
All i know is win
Cuz i sing and make it real
I can see the meaning behind the flashing
woman
Trying to get the perfect chic
When I had her all along
Putting up with my shit
Uh
Turns out I got a partner in business
And she den put up
yeah
You keep living in a, cold world
It's your world, yeah
It turns to murder she wrote
Cold world
It's your world, yeah
You keep living in a, cold
to sleep in like a week
Don't got nappy braids
But people say that I resemble meek
Cause I'm dream chasing
Had to turn it up
Now I'm speed racing
Ever heard
'Cause of hard work
Knowing it was destined
Keeping God first
Made it out the dirt
By paying your dues
Hating to lose
Playing to win
Stayed in
from his axe
I'm ready for this season I'm entering I think it's time for more
Ima
Win
Win
Win
Win
Win
Win
Win
Win
Ima
Win
Win
Win
Win
Win
Win
Win
Win
Gotta, gotta, gotta
Be
In it
Yeah
Gotta stay in it to win it
I be in it to win it
Gotta stay in it to win it
Gotta stay in it to win it
I been in it
the desert
Only dust to judge your sins
But those who wager aren't so clever
'Cus in heaven well, the House always wins
(Place your bets but the House always
of dick bitch there's a lot to me
I know your whole future bare witness to my prophecy
Win win win win win it ain't shit else to do
I'd rather be by myself
? (Who?)
Better not drop that pin (drop it), we gon' spin again
Drop the pin, then we goin' in, flip the switch and win (go)
Wide body snatch out
shit, but let the new in
This God's plan, so we gon win, we gon win
I'm that loyal chic and you know this, no reason for you to doubt it
That's real shit,
)
I'll never lose
(I'll never lose)
I win
(I win)
(Oh, I've got the victory)
cnybody got the victory, come on
Say it again
(Oh, I've got the victory)
Come
Ugliness
Ugliness
Ugliness
You got a dog face chic,
With basketball tit's.
Porno sucks,
That's the truth of it.
You got a bunch of dumb fat guys,
can't win
And left wondering when this pain will ever end
Look again, it's cause of our sin we can't win
Our lives hangs in the wind, stuck in the lion's
fully until
You're actually in that position yourself
(Until you're actually in
That position yourself)
You can always learn better by
Doing it
And then brag about abilities you tackled in your text battle wins
It's sad cause this pest is here plaguing Americans
The Indians and Asians, even Spain,
Well alright, okay, you win
I'm in love with you
Well alright, okay, you win
Baby, what can I do?
I'll do anything you say
It's just got to be that
Well alright, okay, you win
I'm in love with you
Well alright, okay, you win
Baby, what can I do?
I'll do anything you say
It's just got to be
Slip it in her drink and in the blink
Of an eye I can make a white girl look chink
Don't know what to think, cause last time
I attempted this shit
soldiers
Bit by bit, torn apart
We never win, but the battle wages on for toy soldiers
I'm supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure
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