All I Do Is Win - DJ Khaled, Swizz Beatz, Fabolous

All I Do is win win win no matter what

Got money on mind I can never get enough

Whenever me and Khaled do the remix

Everybody hands go up

(Ey, showtime)

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 make em stay there…

Sittin' on the top floor

What you think I’m hot for

Every summer drop more

Hits to make my stock go (up)

Them hands go (up)

Them fans go (up)

Another one in this bitch and I’ma (stay down)

We the best of the best

While you haters asleep

I’m yelling free weezy

I rep the heart of the streets

Who hotter than me (Khaled)

I’m wearing the crown (we can’t stop, won’t stop)

Go hate on me now

I can never get enough when it comes to gettin' fatty

N-ggas aint ready for my Ferrari Scagletti

Mario Andretti, money coming fast

My honeycomb hideout is made of all glass

I can never be a racist

Wake up every morning just to count white faces

Neo in the matrix, glorious as Morpheus

Employed all warriors I mean as a scorpion

Dr Kavorkian

Yo, everytime I come we got another n-gga come and get a lot of money

When I’m in the building and I promise there aint no mothaf-cker better better

better

Ah ha, ok N-ggas know I got it when I hit ya with the pidda padder

Everybody see me then you hear a lot of chitter chatter

N-ggas know there aint nobody badder badder badder

I watch a lot of n-ggas when I’m in the cut, so sick

When I come hit em in the gut

You will crown me king (no matter what)

Ok lets shine my friend

Get up on my grind again, so n-ggas should be happy that I chose to rhyme with

them, cause…

Hey turn me up man, I want them to hear me Ayo check this out,

My heart racing like I snort cocaine

I got a billion reasons you should know my whole name

Got the most paper, Mr New York times

I’m a natural born winner n-gga New York’s mine

Everybody getting money but I cop the first 6

Now I run the game so I toss the first pitch

Yeah I let you wife her but she still my first b-tch

Less than 9 digits n-gga that ain’t f-cking rich muthaf-cker

Yo, all I do is win aint that the reason that you really mad

Undisputed hailing all the way from Trinidad

I aint mad Ma, I see you with your bummy swag

I’m in that money green Jag lot of money bags,

I told Khaled that you the best but I’m the bestest

Better run for cover if your name is on my checklist

You can talk slick all the way down to the welfare

As the IRS b-tch I’m paying for your healthcare

Look I’ma make this here official

Let me clear some issues

First off I am not for Britney Spears initials

That’s no BS at your request

Lean back you and your crew Fat Joe TS

Yeah it’s young funeral

Hard black on me So act like summers over and fall back homie

Winning is all I do, I’ll answer all of you

But y’all aint saying sh-t like prank callers do Yo, it’s already proven I go them birds moving

All I do is win I’m allergic to losing

Yeah, yellow gold cuban, 9 mill

I show you what to do with em Finish em, I’m through with them

They gon have to jump me, this gon take a few of them

They don’t want no problems

They might end up sueing them

Disassociate yourself have nothing to do with them

We already got a jet we tryna get two of them

Just blew trial, crack lots is little Italy

Your wife she a screamer yelling slow down Joe you killing me Beat her like a prize fight mommy I’m a rude boy

You just hit the powerball

Everyday a new toy, n-gga it’s a stick up A muthaf-cking robbery

Hotter than the things that have Haitian Jack proud of me Riding through Harlem me and Jeezy pardon me Puffy surfin on the hood for n-ggas that keep doubting me