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yamine - win lyrics

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(intro: yamine)
yamine let’s go

(chorus: ray ray etzel)
no more shots
no more shots
i win everyday
that’s why i’m on top
no more rocks
no more stops
i got my switch today
now i rock
win, win, win, win
win, win, win, win
win, win, win, win, win
win, win, win

(verse 1: yamine)
yes i win (win)
and i go in (in)
yamine got the fire (fire)
smokepurpp up in dat benz (benz)
everybody got the fans
and we got them hands (yeah hoe)
i make sure i get my cut
so i can get some tens (cop em)
no more struggling (ho)
no more bustin it (nope)
i got 50 racks
and my money isn’t showing it (yeah bro)
i wish i had lambos and rarris
but one day i will cop dat (cop dat)
today’s my lucky day now i have to shop dat (shop that)
bjrhyme$ and ray ray
always on my mixtape (hey)
it’s 2018 and that’s not fake (hey)
if you messing with a real then you’ll get scr-ped (hey)
i don’t care about your excuses homie
my younging know your fake (fake)
i win every second i am alive
that’s why this song is hot on this take (yeah hoe)

(chorus: ray ray etzel)
no more shots
no more shots
i win everyday
that’s why i’m on top
no more rocks
no more stops
i got my switch today
now i rock
win, win, win, win
win, win, win, win
win, win, win, win, win
win, win, win

(bjrhymes on da track)

(verse 2: bjrhyme$)
win, win, win, win
ain’t no need sin
we straight out the bin
f-ck round with us and take a bullet to the chin
laugh while i grin like i got no heart
like a man made of tin
finna blow 10 with my kin
while i chill in my skin
and sit bands on my shin
my money thick and yo’ money thin
i got a fine yellow bone on a pole
and told her take a spin
at my hotel at the drury inn
still in this pin
and i finna hype it up like that ho’ gwyn
and her identical twin glen
had em riding like a fin
cuz it’s christmas
and all i do is win with these girls bad and boogie
i got gucci and ferragamo call me the money man
these ho’s is funny, that -ss was bubbly man
mama’s at the mardigras told her take off her
mask and she was ugly man
im on this feature like two rocks on a bleacher
got me spitting like a preacher telling lessons
like a teacher, i’m bj not pj
ray ray coming up like the reaper (aaah!)

(chorus: ray ray etzel)
no more shots
no more shots
i win everyday
that’s why i’m on top
no more rocks
no more stops
i got my switch today
now i rock
win, win, win, win
win, win, win, win
win, win, win, win, win
win, win, win



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