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- Win Your Love 歌词 YoungBoy Never Broke Again
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- YoungBoy Never Broke Again Win Your Love 歌词
- YoungBoy Never Broke Again
- Mommy India got the beats
I just flew the private out to LA come and meet me
Come and meet me
And once you land you better be glad to see me
Glad to see me
Why you can't jump on top of me I don't wan' hear nan' reason
Nan' reason
This brand-new ring make me feel like I won a whole season
You supposed to make me feel like a king without it on
Brand new Chanel put it on
Ayy f**k that
Ayy put it on
You gon' make me go buy a new G-Wagen for your fine a*s
F**k your friends you better be in 'fore I get home oh
Mmh mmh hittin' it from behind in your spine take that yeah
We went plenty of times in the ride
F**k these skeezers she gon' ride like my guys
She in there with who
Pullin' up b***h you in here come outside
Pack your bags we gon' board the G5
I'm tryna join the mile high club just you and me
Thank Most High I got a girl to take me from the streets
You the one I want baby you the one I need
Steady tryna win over your love
You could get violent I don't mind bein' in trouble
Your love been leavin' behind cold-blooded bodies
Please don't murder me for tryin' yeah
You can't fit them jeans on I can't quit that lean no
Pull up in that four-door jump out stand tall Hakeem ho
Baby girl you know just what that ring for yeah yeah
Hood n***a tryna impress pull up in clean clothes yeah yeah
N***a get shot down if he run up on this Rolls yeah yeah
My bae inside of here it was self-defense officer
My name so f**ked up 'cause these h*es what can I offer her
Tell you I'm done then double back and catch me callin' her
Brrt
I'm outside nah I know you heard me knockin' at this front door
I was in the shower
I don't care 'bout what you doin' f**k you takin' long for
Come here give me a kiss no f**k that s**t how you been
You'll be with me to the end that's what the f**k they don't know
Steady tryna win over your love
You could get violent I don't mind bein' in trouble
Your love been leavin' behind cold-blooded bodies
Please don't murder me for tryin' yeah
You can't fit them jeans on I can't quit that lean no
Pull up in that four-door jump out stand tall Hakeem ho
Baby girl you know just what that ring for yeah yeah
Hood n***a tryna impress pull up in clean clothes yeah yeah
N***a get shot down if he run up on this Rolls yeah yeah
My bae on side of him it was self-defense officer
My name so f**ked up 'cause these h*es what can I offer her
Tell you I'm done then double back and catch me callin' her oh oh
At this front door
Give a f**k 'bout what you doin' what you takin' long for
Come here give me a kiss no f**k that s**t how you been
To the end that's what the f**k they don't know
Haha come on
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