Young L 730 - Did It Again Lyrics

(Oops) I did it again
(Oops) I Hopped In The Benz
(Oops) I'm off in the wind
(Oops) I go for the Win
(Oops) I did it again (I did it again)
(Oops) I did it again (I did it again) Yeah
(Oops) I did it again
(Oops) I Hopped In The Benz
(Oops) I'm off in the wind
(Oops) I go for the Win
(Oops) I did it again (I did it again)
(Oops) I did it again (I did it again) Yeah
These Niggas be hating These Niggas Be Mad
cause I done did it again.
Been patiently waiting for the bag
now Ima go for the win.
I got through The pain rain & the storm
now I got mud on my timbs
Girl these VVS no regular stones
these had blood on the rim
I hit all the clubs and fuck it up
I print out a check and run it up
You ain't making freebandz you ain't one of us
I'll fuck on ya bitch get her tummy tucked
You might as well go run ya money up
Cause you ain't gon get it just off of luck
Remember I started from bottom Up
Now all of these hoes just wanna fuck (Yeah)
I been sippin on lean and the lean color green
Promethazine for the fiend Need some rings for my team
I put that on everything
Got them bands in my jeans
Glock hold 17 Flash light with a beam
So they can't see a thing
Try to rob let it ring (Yea Yea)
(Oops) I did it again
(Oops) I Hopped In The Benz
(Oops) I'm off in the wind
(Oops) I go for the Win
(Oops) I did it again (I did it again)
(Oops) I did it again (I did it again) Yeah
(Oops) I did it again
(Oops) I Hopped In The Benz
(Oops) I'm off in the wind
(Oops) I go for the Win
(Oops) I did it again (I did it again)
(Oops) I did it again (I did it again) Yeah

(Oops) I did it again
(Oops) I Hopped In The Benz
(Oops) I'm off in the wind
(Oops) I go for the Win
(Oops) I did it again (I did it again)
(Oops) I did it again (I did it again) Yeah
(Oops) I did it again
(Oops) I Hopped In The Benz
(Oops) I'm off in the wind
(Oops) I go for the Win
(Oops) I did it again (I did it again)
(Oops) I did it again (I did it again) Yeah
These Niggas be hating These Niggas Be Mad
cause I done did it again.
Been patiently waiting for the bag
now Ima go for the win.
I got through The pain rain & the storm
now I got mud on my timbs
Girl these VVS no regular stones
these had blood on the rim
I hit all the clubs and fuck it up
I print out a check and run it up
You ain't making freebandz you ain't one of us
I'll fuck on ya bitch get her tummy tucked
You might as well go run ya money up
Cause you ain't gon get it just off of luck
Remember I started from bottom Up
Now all of these hoes just wanna fuck (Yeah)
I been sippin on lean and the lean color green
Promethazine for the fiend Need some rings for my team
I put that on everything
Got them bands in my jeans
Glock hold 17 Flash light with a beam
So they can't see a thing
Try to rob let it ring (Yea Yea)
(Oops) I did it again
(Oops) I Hopped In The Benz
(Oops) I'm off in the wind
(Oops) I go for the Win
(Oops) I did it again (I did it again)
(Oops) I did it again (I did it again) Yeah
(Oops) I did it again
(Oops) I Hopped In The Benz
(Oops) I'm off in the wind
(Oops) I go for the Win
(Oops) I did it again (I did it again)
(Oops) I did it again (I did it again) Yeah