Winners Lyrics

If you ain't know, this lil momma's song

She really is a good girl, but every time it's on

It's like she dancing in the club till the lights come on

She get to popping and she drop it like her kids ain't home

She turning to Megan, she turn into Cardi She be on her diplo, she just wanna party

And me being a gentleman, I'ma get it started

The whole squad ain't here, so we about to get retarded

A couple haters showed up, claiming to be ballers

But the greatest on the scene, so we gon see who go the hardest

On my 50 shit, no beef, cause I'm with my queen

She was raised in the hood, but I done took her out the street

Far from ratchet mommies backin' and her swag so mean

I'm like Ginuwine, tryna find some room in them jeans

On her boss shit, when she step out on the scene

A lady, but still a beast, and God made her for me

When the holidays come, I'll send her ex a card

That says, thanks for fucking up, but you

Really left a scar I'm gon' spend the rest of my life being

Your direct opposite Something like a grown man, not a lame starter kit

These days a good woman, a needle in a haystack

She love the way I do, and my suggestion is you stay back

Best there ever has been, you's a never has been

You had her and dropped the ball, now all I'ma do is cash in

I hit the lotto, she one of a kind

She got her own bread, she just want me for my time

Yo, that's the type of shit that have me give her every dime

Shawty is a winner, Shawty is a winner, winner, winner, winner

She down to hit the club, but cool with a movie and dinner

More than a bad bitch, yeah, Shawty is a winner

More than a bad bitch, man, Shawty is a motherfuckin

Winner, winner, winner, winner, winner Shawty is a winner, winner, winner, winner

Winner Shawty is a winner, winner, winner, winner

Winner Shawty is a winner, winner, winner, winner

Winner

Yeah, I done had my share of women

Most of them claim to be real, but most of them be pretending

Portraying a fairytale, but without the happy ending

Like if I knew what it was, we wouldn't have been beginning

I'm sorry I was timid, you showed me nothing but real

Nickname is authentic

Cook good, house clean, and you a hell of a mother

So good, I take notes and send them to my kid's mother

Hair ain't always done, but I ain't even trippin

Even with that bonnet on, you know your nigga hittin

And when we step out on the world, we steady shittin

Can't nobody say a word, cause both of us on the pimpin

I told you this would happen at first, you ain't believe

I'm your knight in shining armorial tires from the E

You're everything I want, and you're everything I need

Jesus himself gon' have to squab, tryna take you from me

I searched my whole life for a good heart

With a fat ass on a girl who book smart

That can make it do what it do for a moment or two

Didn't believe that she existed, then God sent me to you

I hit the lotto, she one of a kind

She got her own bread, she just want me for my time

Yo, that's the type of shit that have me give her every dime

Shawty is a winner, Shawty is a winner, winner, winner, winner

She down to hit the club, but cool with a movie and dinner

More than a bad bitch, yeah, Shawty is a winner

More than a bad bitch, man, Shawty is a motherfuckin

Winner, winner, winner, winner, winner Shawty is a winner, winner, winner, winner

Winner Shawty is a winner, winner, winner, winner

Winner Shawty is a winner, winner, winner, winner

Winner