Brenda

I'm a winner
Yeah I got a charisma
Ya girl chose me
Cause her type is particular

Now you bitter
Cause my
Pockets bigger
And I'm colder
Than the flu
Guess that
Makes me sicker

I'm a winner
Yeah I got a charisma
Ya girl chose me
Cause her type is particular

Now you bitter
Cause my
Pockets bigger
And I'm colder
Than the flu
Guess that
Makes me sicker

Riding through the city
Getting money my agenda
Don't fuck with pussy niggas
Cause y'all sweet like Splenda
Fucking on a milf
Think her name was Brenda
Don't have no dilemmas
Cause I'm colder than December
Go against my squad
You can get dismembered
I don't talk to 12
They asking questions
I don't remember
Good in any hood
I can go wherever
Raunchy slowing down
Nigga No not ever
Don't go against me
You should no better
Don't have competition
I'm the number one contender
If we run down on that fuckboy
He surrender
Ya girl wanna eat me
So she treat me like I'm dinner

I'm a winner
Yeah I got a charisma
Ya girl chose me
Cause her type is particular

Now you bitter
Cause my
Pockets bigger
And I'm colder
Than the flu
Guess that
Makes me sicker

I'm a winner
Yeah I got a charisma
Ya girl chose me
Cause her type is particular

Now you bitter
Cause my
Pockets bigger
And I'm colder
Than the flu
Guess that
Makes me sicker



Credits
Writer(s): Rachel Chew
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