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city girls – winnin lyrics

[chorus: yung miami, jt]
we pull up in a sprinter with a whole bunch of b+tches
lookin’ for the n+ggas who winnin’
where the n+ggas who winnin’?
where the n+ggas who winnin’?
who really talk that sh+t and really live it?
where the n+ggas who winnin’?
where the n+ggas who winnin’?
who talk that sh+t, but really live it?
where the n+ggas who winnin’?
where the n+ggas who winnin’?
real b+tches handle they bidness

[verse 1: yung miami]
this sh+t exquisite (haha)
round trips, i did ’em
pj, quick field trip (period)
you vacay, i live here (miami)
spirit flights for a simp b+tch
n+gga, handle your bidness
clap it up for the winners (clap it up)
clap it up for the winners (clap it up)
where the hotel room at? (where it’s at?)
n+gga show me where we screwin’ that (come here)
let me show what i do with that (oww)
f+ck a date or bag, i want a stack, every style
all cash, n+gga, do the math (cash)
i want this p+ssy played with, why you do the dash? (uh)
it’s on fast, take me through the ‘burbs, show me where we movin’ that
[chorus: yung miami, jt]
we pull up in a sprinter with a whole bunch of b+tches
lookin’ for the n+ggas who winnin’
where the n+ggas who winnin’?
where the n+ggas who winnin’?
who really talk that sh+t and really live it?
where the n+ggas who winnin’?
where the n+ggas who winnin’?
who talk that sh+t, but really live it?
where the n+ggas who winnin’?
where the n+ggas who winnin’?
real n+ggas handle they bidness

[verse 2: jt]
where the n+ggas who winnin’? (where they at?)
he sent the dm, unsent it (ha)
i ain’t pay his ass attention (nah)
my n+ggas tote uzis (facts)
gotta be winnin’ like uzi (oww)
if you tryna shoot a movie (yeah)
lame b+tches can’t school me (b+tch)
lame n+ggas can’t screw me (no)
whip white, call it julie (skrr)
eliantte, n+gga jewel me (ice, ice)
pull up, big booty (hahaha)
i got the vibes these b+tches can’t f+ck with (no)
pretty and fine like the b+tches i run with (yeah)
my p+ssy fire, he came and he came quick (fire)
you whack ass, you’re tired, but know i put a spell b+tch (period)
[chorus: yung miami, jt]
we pull up in a sprinter with a whole bunch of b+tches
lookin’ for the n+ggas who winnin’
where the n+ggas who winnin’?
where the n+ggas who winnin’?
who really talk that sh+t and really live it?
where the n+ggas who winnin’?
where the n+ggas who winnin’?
who talk that sh+t but really live it?
where the n+ggas who winnin’?
where the n+ggas who winnin’?
real b+tches handle they bidness (handle they bidness)

- city girls lyrics

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