| All I Do is win win win no matter what
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| Got money on mind I can never get enough
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| Whenever me and Khaled do the remix
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| Everybody hands go up
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| (Ey, showtime)
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| And they stay there
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| And they say yeah
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| And they stay there
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| Up down, up down
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| Cause all I do is win win win
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| And if you goin' in put your hands in the air make em stay there…
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| Sittin' on the top floor
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| What you think I’m hot for
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| Every summer drop more
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| Hits to make my stock go (up)
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| Them hands go (up)
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| Them fans go (up)
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| Another one in this bitch and I’ma (stay down)
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| We the best of the best
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| While you haters asleep
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| I’m yelling free weezy
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| I rep the heart of the streets
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| Who hotter than me (Khaled)
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| I’m wearing the crown (we can’t stop, won’t stop)
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| Go hate on me now
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| I can never get enough when it comes to gettin' fatty
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| N-ggas aint ready for my Ferrari Scagletti
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| Mario Andretti, money coming fast
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| My honeycomb hideout is made of all glass
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| I can never be a racist
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| Wake up every morning just to count white faces
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| Neo in the matrix, glorious as Morpheus
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| Employed all warriors I mean as a scorpion
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| Dr Kavorkian
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| Yo, everytime I come we got another n-gga come and get a lot of money
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| When I’m in the building and I promise there aint no mothaf-cker better better
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| better
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| Ah ha, ok N-ggas know I got it when I hit ya with the pidda padder
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| Everybody see me then you hear a lot of chitter chatter
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| N-ggas know there aint nobody badder badder badder
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| I watch a lot of n-ggas when I’m in the cut, so sick
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| When I come hit em in the gut
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| You will crown me king (no matter what)
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| Ok lets shine my friend
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| Get up on my grind again, so n-ggas should be happy that I chose to rhyme with
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| them, cause…
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| Hey turn me up man, I want them to hear me Ayo check this out,
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| My heart racing like I snort cocaine
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| I got a billion reasons you should know my whole name
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| Got the most paper, Mr New York times
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| I’m a natural born winner n-gga New York’s mine
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| Everybody getting money but I cop the first 6
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| Now I run the game so I toss the first pitch
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| Yeah I let you wife her but she still my first b-tch
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| Less than 9 digits n-gga that ain’t f-cking rich muthaf-cker
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| Yo, all I do is win aint that the reason that you really mad
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| Undisputed hailing all the way from Trinidad
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| I aint mad Ma, I see you with your bummy swag
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| I’m in that money green Jag lot of money bags,
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| I told Khaled that you the best but I’m the bestest
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| Better run for cover if your name is on my checklist
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| You can talk slick all the way down to the welfare
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| As the IRS b-tch I’m paying for your healthcare
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| Look I’ma make this here official
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| Let me clear some issues
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| First off I am not for Britney Spears initials
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| That’s no BS at your request
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| Lean back you and your crew Fat Joe TS
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| Yeah it’s young funeral
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| Hard black on me So act like summers over and fall back homie
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| Winning is all I do, I’ll answer all of you
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| But y’all aint saying sh-t like prank callers do Yo, it’s already proven I go them birds moving
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| All I do is win I’m allergic to losing
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| Yeah, yellow gold cuban, 9 mill
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| I show you what to do with em Finish em, I’m through with them
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| They gon have to jump me, this gon take a few of them
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| They don’t want no problems
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| They might end up sueing them
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| Disassociate yourself have nothing to do with them
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| We already got a jet we tryna get two of them
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| Just blew trial, crack lots is little Italy
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| Your wife she a screamer yelling slow down Joe you killing me Beat her like a prize fight mommy I’m a rude boy
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| You just hit the powerball
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| Everyday a new toy, n-gga it’s a stick up A muthaf-cking robbery
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| Hotter than the things that have Haitian Jack proud of me Riding through Harlem me and Jeezy pardon me Puffy surfin on the hood for n-ggas that keep doubting me |