The W (The Win)
Oh Thought they said sum
You niggas be talking too much Shit
Like, like, like, like, like, like
I'm not the coldest out here
Like i'm not really poppin my shit
Ye, Ye
YEA!
Never play yourself
Always Win!
Man all the people that tried to play me got me trippin' out
And this music all I got, Shit that's my baby now
And these niggas really ain't shit just wanna lay you down
And I really don't want cha man, just want a hundred thou
Make my momma proud
These niggas ain't down, they lied
But it ain't no suprise
These niggas they switching sides
They hate when I do me, and yeah thats a facts
These niggas be loving but no strings attached
I get to the racks, you get hit from the back
We ain't the same, Hope you bitches know that
All these niggas they just mad because i'm stingy now
And i'm all about my digits, I get plenty now
I'm a smooth criminal, watch how I walk it out
I hit the gas
I'm on they ass
I had to burn em out!
Man all the people that tried to play me got me trippin' out
And this music all I got, Shit that's my baby now
And these niggas really ain't shit just wanna lay you down
And I really don't want cha man, just want a hundred thou
Make my momma proud
These niggas ain't down they lied
But it ain't no suprise
These niggas they switching sides
They hate when I do me, and yeah thats a fact
These niggas be loving but no strings attached
I get to the racks, you get hit from the back
We ain't the same, Hope you bitches know that
You niggas be talking too much Shit
Like, like, like, like, like, like
I'm not the coldest out here
Like i'm not really poppin my shit
Ye, Ye
YEA!
Never play yourself
Always Win!
Man all the people that tried to play me got me trippin' out
And this music all I got, Shit that's my baby now
And these niggas really ain't shit just wanna lay you down
And I really don't want cha man, just want a hundred thou
Make my momma proud
These niggas ain't down, they lied
But it ain't no suprise
These niggas they switching sides
They hate when I do me, and yeah thats a facts
These niggas be loving but no strings attached
I get to the racks, you get hit from the back
We ain't the same, Hope you bitches know that
All these niggas they just mad because i'm stingy now
And i'm all about my digits, I get plenty now
I'm a smooth criminal, watch how I walk it out
I hit the gas
I'm on they ass
I had to burn em out!
Man all the people that tried to play me got me trippin' out
And this music all I got, Shit that's my baby now
And these niggas really ain't shit just wanna lay you down
And I really don't want cha man, just want a hundred thou
Make my momma proud
These niggas ain't down they lied
But it ain't no suprise
These niggas they switching sides
They hate when I do me, and yeah thats a fact
These niggas be loving but no strings attached
I get to the racks, you get hit from the back
We ain't the same, Hope you bitches know that
Credits
Writer(s): Tia Jones
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