Rich Kidz and K Camp - Winner

I gotcho bitch! We got London on da track

Girl you know you fuckin with a winner
My heart on cold like winter
Ima give you sum to remember
I give her good dick when im with her

(I gotcha bitch) turned up in this bitch
She won't turn down

Girl you know you fuckin with a winner
I know those things that you like
Come gamble with a nigga like dice
So wrong but it feel so right
Turn up for a nigga one time
Couple blunts to the head then im fine
Yeah I betcha fell in love with the grind
Got me feeling like Deon in his prime
One word and they all on go
Too cold for your bitch like snow
Ain't never said a word, she know
Get played by this chick, oh no
Hustle hard for the dough it show
Yeah, I got her rapped up like a bow
I say im, worth a couple mill on the low
If didn't know then now you know

Young entrepreneur
She fucking with a real winner
I give her long stokes
She feel me, nights to remember
Yeah ima born stunner
She know ima sworn sinner
Her heart cold like winner
She don't want know bitch in him
And everytime she with the kid
Yeah it's all smiles
I got that bitch turnt up
Like she ain't seen down
But she ain't fall in love with K
She fell in love with D
I sweep her off her feet
Her pleasure when she with me

Man, my bitch turnt up and
Her friend with her (I got her turned up)
She got a friend, that brought a friend
That brought some friends with her
(they turned up)
Im bouta put em in the shower
And jump in with em (I think im turned up)
Im in the water tryna swim with em
And swing with em
There's like eight hoes turnt on in one tub
That's a cased closed hands down
They gone fuck make a drink, hit the blunt
Have some conversation
Now they turnt up having fun
Now we fornicating

Written by:
LONDON TYLER HOLMES, KRISTOPHER ROBERT CAMPBELL, KAELUB DENSON, KAZARION H. FOWLER

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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