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- Win Your Love 歌詞 YoungBoy Never Broke Again
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- YoungBoy Never Broke Again Win Your Love 歌詞
- 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 cant jump on top of me I dont 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
Im 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 dont mind bein in trouble
Your love been leavin behind cold-blooded bodies
Please dont murder me for tryin yeah
You cant fit them jeans on I cant 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 Im done then double back and catch me callin her
Brrt
Im outside nah I know you heard me knockin at this front door
I was in the shower
I dont 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
Youll be with me to the end thats what the f**k they dont know
Steady tryna win over your love
You could get violent I dont mind bein in trouble
Your love been leavin behind cold-blooded bodies
Please dont murder me for tryin yeah
You cant fit them jeans on I cant 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 Im 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 thats what the f**k they dont know
Haha come on
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