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dolla dame - gotta win lyrics

[intro]
ooh, ooh
l-finguz
ayy

[chorus]
i feel like god just want me to win (me to win‚ n-gg-)
made a easy ten out my special bin (yes i did‚ n-gg-)
ten dollar punches still goin’ in (ahh‚ still goin’)
if i can’t get my strap in, then i ain’t goin’ in (uh)
i feel like god just want me to win (me to win)
made a easy ten out my special bin (out that bin, n-gg-)
ten dollar punches still goin’ in (ahh‚ still goin’)
if i can’t get my strap in, then i ain’t goin’ in (ayy)

[verse 1]
when i walk in the club, i got two straps (i got two straps)
knock him out then woke him up‚ he took two naps (he took two naps)
like, f-ck a booth, we’ll buy this whole club, n-gg- (buy this whole club)
bankroll all blue like [?][0:42], n-gg-
i’m with the plug, n-gg-, party with the drug
will i shoot you in your heart? i’m forever showin’ love, n-gg-
i’m road runnin’, checkin’ chicken, that’s my motto, n-gg- (that’s my motto)
made eleven hundred for the punk, can’t hit my bottle, n-gg- (can’t hit my bottle, n-gg-)
i do me and only me, i do not follow n-gg-s (do not follow n-gg-s)
these n-gg-s tryna ride my wave, feel like a father figure (feel my drip)
she ain’t talkin’ ’bout no money, i can’t bother with her (i can’t f-ck with that)
made a easy ten out that bin in colorado, n-gg- (ahh)

[chorus]
i feel like god just want me to win (me to win, n-gg-)
made a easy ten out my special bin (yes i did, n-gg-)
ten dollar punches still goin’ in (ahh, still goin’)
if i can’t get my strap in, then i ain’t goin’ in (uh)
i feel like god just want me to win (me to win)
made a easy ten out my special bin (out that bin, n-gg-)
ten dollar punches still goin’ in (ahh, still goin’)
if i can’t get my strap in, then i ain’t goin’ in (ayy)

[verse 2]
ay, ten dollar punches still punchin’ n-gg- (still punchin’, n-gg-)
i left the country off my bin and still jumpin’, n-gg- (i left the country)
talkin’ all that cash sh-t, i ain’t seen nothin’, n-gg- (nah, i ain’t seen nothin’)
swear to god my b-tch done hit for fifty pushin’ b-ttons, n-gg-
i swear to god, if it ain’t ’bout no money, ain’t no conversation (it ain’t no conversation)
email came from ticketmaster, they just sent my confirmation (you know they did, n-gg-)
when i’m punchin’ up my cards, man, i need concentration
shout out to that b-tch i left [?][1:50] ’cause i ain’t had that patience (i ain’t have it, n-gg-)
i just set the trends and they go follow that (they go follow that)
broke up with yo’ b-tch off in my bed, i told her swallow that (i told her swallow that)
model b-tch, all she do is get high, let her swallow d-ck
excuse me, sir, you gotta punch that in and they gon’ [?][2:01]
stop

[outro]
l-finguz

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