DJ Khaled - All I Do Is WinLyrics

D-J Khaled Hey, yeah (we the best) [Chorus] All I do is win win win no matter what Got money on my mind I can never get enough And every time I step up in the buildin' Everybody hands go up And they stay there And they say yeah And they stay there Up down, up down, up down 'Cause all I do is win win win And if you goin' in put your hands in the air Make 'em stay there (Luda!) Ludacris goin' in on the verse Cause I never been defeated and I won't stop now Keep your hands up get 'em in the sky for the homies That didn't make it and the folks locked down I never went no where But they saying Luda's back Blame it on that Conjure The hood call it Luda-Yac And I'm on this foolish track, so I spit my foolish flow 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 Can't never count me out Y'all better count me in Got twenty bank accounts, accountants count me in Make millions every year, the south's champion Cause all I do, all I, all I, all I All I do is [Chorus] Swerving in my lo-lo, 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! Tell Khaled back it up, my niggas call me Loco Down for armed trafficking, don't make me pull that fo-fo Ask you what you laughing at Represent that mud life (mud life) Dirty money bitch you better get your mug right (mug right) We come together holding hands and holla thug life (thug life) We all strapped in all black It's like fuck life (All we do is win) You riding or what (what!) 'Cause we riding tonight (night!) Now she riding with me cause you wasn't ridin' her right, [Chorus] Heat in the kitchen, pot on the stove Water getting boiled, dope being sold Snoopy in the hoopty, system overload I've been runnin' this rap game since I was twenty years old I hung with the worst of 'em Bust till I burst on 'em Floss 'em up, toss 'em up, Hardaway, cross 'em up Pardon me I'm bossin' up, pressure up, bless ya bruh Don't mess with us We like the "U" in the 80's Back to back set a trap Hit the lick, get it back Hit the trick, jump the track Bitch 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]