| This brand-new ring make me feel like I won a whole season
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| You supposed to make me feel like a king without it on
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| Brand new Chanel, put it on
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| Ayy, fuck that (Ayy, put it on)
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| You gon' make me go buy a new G-Wagen for your fine ass
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| Fuck your friends, you better be in 'fore I get home, oh
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| Mmh, mmh, hittin' it from behind, in your spine, take that, yeah
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| We went plenty of times in the ride
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| Fuck these skeezers, she gon' ride like my guys (She in there with who?)
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| Pullin' up, bitch, you in here, come outside
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| Pack your bags, we gon' board the G5
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| I’m tryna join the mile high club, just you and me
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| Thank Most High I got a girl to take me from the streets
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| You the one I want, baby, you the one I need
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| Steady tryna win over your love
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| You could get violent, I don’t mind bein' in trouble
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| Your love been leavin' behind cold-blooded bodies
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| Please don’t murder me for tryin', yeah
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| You can’t fit them jeans on, I can’t quit that lean, though
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| Pull up in that four-door, jump out, stand tall, Akeem, ho
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| Baby girl, you know just what that ring for, yeah, yeah
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| Hood nigga tryna impress, pull up at Kinkos, yeah, yeah
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| Nigga get shot down if he run up on this Rolls, yeah, yeah
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| My bae inside of here, it was self-defense, officer
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| My name so fucked up 'cause these hoes, what can I offer her?
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| Tell you I’m done, then double back and catch me callin' her (Brrt)
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| I’m outside, nah, I know you heard me knockin' at this front door
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| (I was in the shower)
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| I don’t care 'bout what you doin', fuck you takin' long for?
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| Come here, give me a kiss, no, fuck that shit, how you been?
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| You’ll be with me to the end, that’s what the fuck they don’t know
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| Steady tryna win over your love
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| You could get violent, I don’t mind bein' in trouble
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| Your love been leavin' behind cold-blooded bodies
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| Please don’t murder me for tryin', yeah
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| You can’t fit them jeans on, I can’t quit that lean, though
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| Pull up in that four-door, jump out, stand tall, Akeem, ho
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| Baby girl, you know just what that ring for, yeah, yeah
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| Hood nigga tryna impress, pull up at Kinkos, yeah, yeah
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| Nigga get shot down if he run up on this Rolls, yeah, yeah
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| My bae on side of him, it was self-defense, officer
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| My name so fucked up 'cause these hoes, what can I offer her?
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| Tell you I’m done, then double back and catch me callin' her, oh, oh
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| At this front door
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| Give a fuck 'bout what you doin', what you takin' long for?
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| Come here, give me a kiss, no, fuck that shit, how you been?
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| To the end, that’s what the fuck they don’t know
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| Haha, come on |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Win Your Love, artist - YoungBoy Never Broke Again. Album song 38 Baby 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп