Snoop Dogg

Snoop Dogg - All I Do Is Win lyrics

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[T-Pain - Chorus]

All I Do is win win win no matter what

got money on mind i can never get enough

and everytime I step up in the building

everybody hands go up

and they stay there

and they say yeah

and they stay there

Up down, up down

cause all I do is win win win

and if you goin’ in put your hands in the air..

[Ludacris]

Ludacris goin in on the verse

cause I never been defeated and I won’t stop now

keep your hands up put em in the sky for the homies

that didn’t make it and the folks locked down

I never went no where

they saying Luda’s back

blame it on that conjure

the hood call it Ludayac

and I’m on this foolish track so I spit my foolish flows

my hands go up and down like strippers booty’s go

my verses still be serving, tight like a million virgins

last time on a Khaled remix now I’m on the original version

aint never count me out

y’all better count me in

got 20 bank accounts, accountants count me in

make millions every year, the souths champion

cause all I do, all I, all I, all I

all I do is…

[Chorus]

[Rick Ross]

Swerving in my Lolo,

head on the swivel

you know serving me’s a no no

clean as a whistle as I pull out in my Rolls Royce

yellow bone passenger they see it, they say oh boy!

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tell Khaled back it up, my n-ggas call me Loco

thats for armed trafficking, don’t make me pull that fo-fo

ask you what you laughing at

represent that mud life

dirty money b-tch you better get your mud right

we come together holding hands and holla thug life

we are strapped in all black

it’s like thug life

(all we do is win)

you riding the what

we riding the night

you riding with me cause you wasn’t riding right

ROSS…

[Chorus]

[Snoop Dogg]

heat in the Kitchen, pot on the stove

water getting boiled, dope getting sold

snoopy in the hoopty, system overload

I’ve been running this rap game since I was 20 years old

I hung with the worst of them

bust till I burst on em

floss em up, toss em up, hardaway, boss em up

pardon me I bossing the pressure up, bless ya bruh

don’t wanna mess with us

we like the U in the 80’s

back to back set a trap

hit the lick, hit it back

hit the trick, jump the track

b-tch I want my money back

time and time again while I’m sipping on this gin

Al Davis said it best, just win baby win

[Chorus]

[End]

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