Winnin'in

Winnin'in Lyrics Meanings
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Winnin'in Lyrics

Hold the fuck up
Hol hol up
You already know yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yea Sonny turn me up SONNY yeah yeah yeah
Championship im winnin’In
Look at my moves I’m killing them
These niggas lame aint feeling them
Them niggas tired Michlin
Shorty is fire ,know she a rider Brown skin baby cinnamon
I’m making a Mill A M&M
Big head bills Benjamin
Bag talk bag talk
Kicks by Virgil Cash walk
Came from the streets nigga Asphalt
I be looking like
Feeling like
Smelling like
Walking like
Talking like
A motherfucking cash vault
I be getting off the plane just to get up on the plane
Swear to God nickname should be passport
Take a trip I ain't even got a bag for it
why you talking like that
Niggas asked for it
No rollie on the wrists yeah yeah
I’ll still take your bitch yeah yeah
I be on some other shit yeah yeah
Tell a hater suck a dick yeah yeah
I’m Mike Jack with a nice stack walk through shit get lit
She goes he he when Im Knee-deep
Can’t even take the dick
Championship I'm winnin’ In
Look at my moves I’m killing them
These niggas lame aint feeling them
Them niggas tired Michlin
Shorty is fire ,know she a rider Brown skin baby cinnamon
I’m making a Mill A M&M
Big head bills Benjamin
Great coat better feet that’s a must
Pretty chick nice yeeks that’s a bust
Think he fucking with me he off dust
We amen him in God he trust Amen
FDR in a brand new car
To the BK Bridge no rush
Bitch told me that she was in the LOVE
I’m like oh I thought they shut down lust
Fuck what you chatting Bout
I make a mommy bring Latin out
Ay dios mio he think he cute
I’m probably who they caption bout
Road to the riches im mapping out
Who care what a lame Nigga rapping bout
I just don’t get it Snap backs and fitted’s
Fuck is all of this capping bout
My tunnel vision to get a Richard
Make me not see y’all
Want me to visit aint about business
I keep my distance
All of these plans for all of these bands
It get Niggas pissed off
So stop all the hating cause it’s no debating
You know we gone take it we winning and winning
Championship im winnin’In
Look at my moves I’m killing them
These niggas lame aint feeling them
Them niggas tired Michlin
Shorty is fire know she a rider Brown skin baby cinnamon
I’m making a Mill A M&M
Big head bills Benjamin
I like that
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
On the breakdown
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah

Hold the fuck up
Hol hol up
You already know yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yea Sonny turn me up SONNY yeah yeah yeah
Championship im winnin’In
Look at my moves I’m killing them
These niggas lame aint feeling them
Them niggas tired Michlin
Shorty is fire ,know she a rider Brown skin baby cinnamon
I’m making a Mill A M&M
Big head bills Benjamin
Bag talk bag talk
Kicks by Virgil Cash walk
Came from the streets nigga Asphalt
I be looking like
Feeling like
Smelling like
Walking like
Talking like
A motherfucking cash vault
I be getting off the plane just to get up on the plane
Swear to God nickname should be passport
Take a trip I ain't even got a bag for it
why you talking like that
Niggas asked for it
No rollie on the wrists yeah yeah
I’ll still take your bitch yeah yeah
I be on some other shit yeah yeah
Tell a hater suck a dick yeah yeah
I’m Mike Jack with a nice stack walk through shit get lit
She goes he he when Im Knee-deep
Can’t even take the dick
Championship I'm winnin’ In
Look at my moves I’m killing them
These niggas lame aint feeling them
Them niggas tired Michlin
Shorty is fire ,know she a rider Brown skin baby cinnamon
I’m making a Mill A M&M
Big head bills Benjamin
Great coat better feet that’s a must
Pretty chick nice yeeks that’s a bust
Think he fucking with me he off dust
We amen him in God he trust Amen
FDR in a brand new car
To the BK Bridge no rush
Bitch told me that she was in the LOVE
I’m like oh I thought they shut down lust
Fuck what you chatting Bout
I make a mommy bring Latin out
Ay dios mio he think he cute
I’m probably who they caption bout
Road to the riches im mapping out
Who care what a lame Nigga rapping bout
I just don’t get it Snap backs and fitted’s
Fuck is all of this capping bout
My tunnel vision to get a Richard
Make me not see y’all
Want me to visit aint about business
I keep my distance
All of these plans for all of these bands
It get Niggas pissed off
So stop all the hating cause it’s no debating
You know we gone take it we winning and winning
Championship im winnin’In
Look at my moves I’m killing them
These niggas lame aint feeling them
Them niggas tired Michlin
Shorty is fire know she a rider Brown skin baby cinnamon
I’m making a Mill A M&M
Big head bills Benjamin
I like that
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
On the breakdown
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah

Writer(s): anthony burch
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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