Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song All I Do Is Win, artist - DJ Khaled.
Date of issue: 14.06.2010
Song language: English
All I Do Is Win |
All I Do is win win win no matter what |
Got money on mind I can never get enough |
Whenever me and Khaled do the remix |
Everybody hands go up |
(Ey, showtime) |
And they stay there |
And they say yeah |
And they stay there |
Up down, up down |
Cause all I do is win win win |
And if you goin' in put your hands in the air make em stay there… |
Sittin' on the top floor |
What you think I’m hot for |
Every summer drop more |
Hits to make my stock go (up) |
Them hands go (up) |
Them fans go (up) |
Another one in this bitch and I’ma (stay down) |
We the best of the best |
While you haters asleep |
I’m yelling free weezy |
I rep the heart of the streets |
Who hotter than me (Khaled) |
I’m wearing the crown (we can’t stop, won’t stop) |
Go hate on me now |
I can never get enough when it comes to gettin' fatty |
N-ggas aint ready for my Ferrari Scagletti |
Mario Andretti, money coming fast |
My honeycomb hideout is made of all glass |
I can never be a racist |
Wake up every morning just to count white faces |
Neo in the matrix, glorious as Morpheus |
Employed all warriors I mean as a scorpion |
Dr Kavorkian |
Yo, everytime I come we got another n-gga come and get a lot of money |
When I’m in the building and I promise there aint no mothaf-cker better better |
better |
Ah ha, ok N-ggas know I got it when I hit ya with the pidda padder |
Everybody see me then you hear a lot of chitter chatter |
N-ggas know there aint nobody badder badder badder |
I watch a lot of n-ggas when I’m in the cut, so sick |
When I come hit em in the gut |
You will crown me king (no matter what) |
Ok lets shine my friend |
Get up on my grind again, so n-ggas should be happy that I chose to rhyme with |
them, cause… |
Hey turn me up man, I want them to hear me Ayo check this out, |
My heart racing like I snort cocaine |
I got a billion reasons you should know my whole name |
Got the most paper, Mr New York times |
I’m a natural born winner n-gga New York’s mine |
Everybody getting money but I cop the first 6 |
Now I run the game so I toss the first pitch |
Yeah I let you wife her but she still my first b-tch |
Less than 9 digits n-gga that ain’t f-cking rich muthaf-cker |
Yo, all I do is win aint that the reason that you really mad |
Undisputed hailing all the way from Trinidad |
I aint mad Ma, I see you with your bummy swag |
I’m in that money green Jag lot of money bags, |
I told Khaled that you the best but I’m the bestest |
Better run for cover if your name is on my checklist |
You can talk slick all the way down to the welfare |
As the IRS b-tch I’m paying for your healthcare |
Look I’ma make this here official |
Let me clear some issues |
First off I am not for Britney Spears initials |
That’s no BS at your request |
Lean back you and your crew Fat Joe TS |
Yeah it’s young funeral |
Hard black on me So act like summers over and fall back homie |
Winning is all I do, I’ll answer all of you |
But y’all aint saying sh-t like prank callers do Yo, it’s already proven I go them birds moving |
All I do is win I’m allergic to losing |
Yeah, yellow gold cuban, 9 mill |
I show you what to do with em Finish em, I’m through with them |
They gon have to jump me, this gon take a few of them |
They don’t want no problems |
They might end up sueing them |
Disassociate yourself have nothing to do with them |
We already got a jet we tryna get two of them |
Just blew trial, crack lots is little Italy |
Your wife she a screamer yelling slow down Joe you killing me Beat her like a prize fight mommy I’m a rude boy |
You just hit the powerball |
Everyday a new toy, n-gga it’s a stick up A muthaf-cking robbery |
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 |