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Krazyy - Winnin Lyrics



Krazyy - Winnin Lyrics
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(Huh, Uh Huh Huh)
Woah, Woah
(Aye, Aye)
Look
Now that bitch she wan' me in winnin
Pour the deuce in my cup
Yeah we twinnin
600 hunna on my denim
And this 100 pack what I'm blazin
(Huh, Huh)
I got a chrome, but f*ck that boy
They know FBM gettin' money
Oh Lord
GLE truck
The bitch do coke
But she badder then broads
Pop me a X, got me laughin' lil more
Pull to the bank need the money fasho
Your bitch took a jet, she wan' f*ck yo boy
(Woah, Woah Woah)
Yeah
That bitty bitch, bet I wan' her for dinner
I pop me a perk, sorry ima sinner
Late night, just creepin' my cracka
Pour up a four in my cup, then I jam her
Late night, speakin to god I'm geekd
Hey Bitch Do You Remember Me
Suicide doors, when I skirt on the E
That bitch she badder den brii
Masion slippers when I'm f*cking ur hoe
(Urgh)
Ima hit it and go
Member' these times I was swerving for More
Dead man, I was broker then broke
Stay in ur lane, maintain man grind
When you do that pure dollar sign
You know that ur good
When the haters come whine
Don't look back, bro you wastin' yo time
See the potential and pain in my eyes
Bitch
Know I'm gonna shine
Hope my daddy proud of me
He ain't said that in a long ass time
(On God)
Like why do you ask
Like why do you ask
Did I take one more
You want me dead, you want dead
Do you break the code
I'm higher then high
Higher then high
(Can't see no more)
(Can't see no more)
(See no more)
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English

(Huh, Uh Huh Huh)
Woah, Woah
(Aye, Aye)
Look
Now that bitch she wan' me in winnin
Pour the deuce in my cup
Yeah we twinnin
600 hunna on my denim
And this 100 pack what I'm blazin
(Huh, Huh)
I got a chrome, but f*ck that boy
They know FBM gettin' money
Oh Lord
GLE truck
The bitch do coke
But she badder then broads
Pop me a X, got me laughin' lil more
Pull to the bank need the money fasho
Your bitch took a jet, she wan' f*ck yo boy
(Woah, Woah Woah)
Yeah
That bitty bitch, bet I wan' her for dinner
I pop me a perk, sorry ima sinner
Late night, just creepin' my cracka
Pour up a four in my cup, then I jam her
Late night, speakin to god I'm geekd
Hey Bitch Do You Remember Me
Suicide doors, when I skirt on the E
That bitch she badder den brii
Masion slippers when I'm f*cking ur hoe
(Urgh)
Ima hit it and go
Member' these times I was swerving for More
Dead man, I was broker then broke
Stay in ur lane, maintain man grind
When you do that pure dollar sign
You know that ur good
When the haters come whine
Don't look back, bro you wastin' yo time
See the potential and pain in my eyes
Bitch
Know I'm gonna shine
Hope my daddy proud of me
He ain't said that in a long ass time
(On God)
Like why do you ask
Like why do you ask
Did I take one more
You want me dead, you want dead
Do you break the code
I'm higher then high
Higher then high
(Can't see no more)
(Can't see no more)
(See no more)
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Writer: Ruben Thøgersen
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Krazyy
Language: English
Length: 1:38
Written by: Ruben Thøgersen
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