| She got her own rides down to the crib
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| No club promoters, she all in the VIP
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| Paid for those bottles that she 'bout to sip
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| Rollin' the smoke while we listen to Nipsey
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| I tasted the drugs on your tongue when you kissed me, yeah-yeah
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| Sittin' first class, fly to Japan
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| Go to Ibiza just to catch a tan
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| Got her own crib, she don’t need a man
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| All in the strip club, she poppin' them bands, yeah
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| She don’t get jealous, she support her friends yeah, yeah-yeah
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| Girl, I see you winnin', winnin', keep winnin'
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| Oh yeah, oh yeah
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| Girl, I see you winnin', winnin', keep winnin'
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| Oh yeah, oh yeah
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| Bad little squaw, gorgeous, little, put together
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| Thicker than a baked potato, sour cream and cheddar (Uh)
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| We make a good team (Team), we make a good mix (Mix)
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| Step out on the scene with the matching outfits (Fits)
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| Top shelf (Top shelf), everything you do ('Thing you do)
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| Closet full of Hermès and Jimmy Choo (Jimmy Choo)
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| Valentino, Dior, Chanel and Prada
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| Versace, Gucci, Louis, Balenciaga (Balenciaga)
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| Got your own side hustles and you pay yourself allowance
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| And she got a real nigga, she ain’t fucking with no clown
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| Carry herself like a diva, let her hair down and hit the reefer
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| Drink tequila out the bottle, I pour it down and she swallow
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| Every day that she dress, she damn near dressed like a supermodel
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| You for real? |
| You authentic, ma, you the truth, you the gospel
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| Gotta live life like no tomorrow
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| We on like the most requested song, Serato (Serato)
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| Abracadabra, I’m a real factor
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| Reservations at Morimoto’s in Napa
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| Might hop on the jet and go (And go)
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| Pack your bags, girl, let’s go to Portugal
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| When we at a casino, roulette and baccarat (Baccarat)
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| The perfume that you wearin' is Joy Baccarat (Baccarat)
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| What is the world without women? |
| (Nothing)
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| Girl, I see you winning (Winning)
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| Girl, I see you winnin', winnin', keep winnin'
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| Oh yeah, oh yeah
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| Girl, I see you winnin', winnin', keep winnin' (You know)
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| Oh yeah (Ah), oh yeah (Yeah)
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| Got her own crib, three bedrooms
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| No studio apartment
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| You throwing shade from the sidewalk
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| Tell them girls, «Don't start shit»
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| Bunch of guys in the DMs
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| Miss her with that double heart shit
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| We spendin' days at the MOMA
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| Love how you be on your art shit
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| In her own lane, hey Diane
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| Push the gas, bought herself that Cayenne
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| Turbo with the swerve, though
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| You could try to get her, get curved, bro
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| Ayy, like that
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| I bite her bottom lip and she bite back
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| Run it one time, run it right back
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| It’s a marathon 'til the nightcap
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| And every day is V day
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| Pop the Clicquot then pour
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| Bought you new lingerie
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| Agent Provocateur
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| Copped the biggest bouquet
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| She loves Venus ET Fleur
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| I love the games that we play
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| You keep me begging for more, let’s go
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| Girl, I see you winnin', winnin', keep winnin' (You know, hah)
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| Oh yeah, oh yeah (G)
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| Girl, I see you winnin', winnin', keep winnin'
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| Oh yeah, oh yeah |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Girl I See You Winning , by - E-40. Song from the album Ain't Gone Do It / Terms and Conditions, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп