Future, Young Scooter - We Winnin lyrics

Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn

[Future, Young Scooter - We Winnin lyrics]

My ice so rocky got my body on cold
I got bad bitches round me everywhere I go
Winter summer spring fall
I'ma change wardrobes
Gotta straighten out your stacks when
Them stacks won't fold ayy
We winnin We winnin we winnin We winnin
We winnin we winnin

A couple fine ass dimes on
My line don't chill i go to Pluto
That's a sign that my ice all real
I got that water drippin off me
From my neck to my ears
When them packs touch down we
Run through em over here
Fine ass dimes on my my line on chill
I go to Pluto
That's a sign that my ice all real
I got that water drippin off me
From my neck to my ears
When them packs touch down we
Run through em over here
I set the world on fire, it's my hood premier
I got the lawyer in the studio
To scrape em out the rear
I have a check for your mothers it
Would take a month to clear
I'm throwin' money in the air
Bitch holdin' back tears
For my nigga june bug got life plus 99 years
We poppin' bottles every day like
It's a brand new year
I bought a audemar piguet and
They lookin' at me weird
I'll fly to Miami today to
Cop some fresh new gear

My ice so rocky got my body on cold
I got bad bitches round me everywhere I go
Winter summer spring fall
I'ma change wardrobes
Gotta straighten out your stacks when
Them stacks won't fold ayy
We winnin We winnin we winnin We winnin
We winnin we winnin

Finessin is a sport you know
My whole team winnin'
Stupid june plays on my way to certificates
I love the express ways whole
Car stuffed with pigeons
Lifeless, I fucked her fifty
Thousand on the bentley
One day I made like fifty
Thousand of the midget
Same day hit the jeweler up and go spend it
Next day two hundred fifty
Thousand on the bentley
Thousand pounds it take me just an
Hour just to get it two hundred bricks
Gimme thirty minutes I'll have em to you
Remix you can't even see it when you get it
Fo fo done fucked up every check in the city
Free bandz black amigo gang yeah we winnin

My ice so rocky got my body on cold
I got bad bitches round me everywhere I go
Winter summer spring fall
I'ma change wardrobes
Gotta straighten out your stacks when
Them stacks won't fold ayy
We winnin We winnin we winnin We winnin
We winnin we winnin

Pour some water on me dog
Like a water fountain leak
Had a seat from angola you can't
Find us in the street
Keep a Mac like a computer
You lil niggas ain't sleak
Heard of Rocky Balboa? bitch I
Got em on my wrist i put the hood on my back
Went and hit me a lick
A street nigga with no patience
Need the Lambo quick
Got the glitz and the glam
All thats missin is paperazzi
Hundred bottles of Rozay keep
The champagne poppin'
Celebrate I'm a champion
With superbowl options
At the party out the trap
Like gotta stay toxic
Got the money got the bitches got
The cars and they topless
Could've been off in this movie nigga
But you was too busy frontin'

My ice so rocky got my body on cold
I got bad bitches round me everywhere I go
Winter summer spring fall
I'ma change wardrobes
Gotta straighten out your stacks when
Them stacks won't fold ayy
We winnin We winnin we winnin We winnin
We winnin we winnin

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