Winning - Curren$y/Wiz Khalifa (维兹·卡利法)

Curren$y：

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Some *s just hate to see you winning winning winning

Some *s can't take to see you get it get it get it

Like it's killing 'em just to see you living living living

Some *s just hate to see you winning winning winning

Some *s just can't take to see you winning winning winning

Some *s can't take to see you get it get it get it

Like it's killin' 'em just to see you living living living

I'm off in the studio chillin' chillin' chillin'

When I really could be working every minute

My ni**a we really tryna get it

No handouts I

Never sit on my a**

I make sure that I stand out

I can show you what the muthaf**kin' man about

In a versace robe in front my house

Strollin' to the muthaf**kin' mailbox

Large check that I just got

Ni**a might spazz out by the block

Ride by every b**ch is passin' out

They faint at the sight of my paint

I only did it cause you said I can't

Smellin' like six pounds inside the bank

Get paid big bucks for what I think

Yellow gold cuban link

White T and three and a quarter length mink on me

Everything I got all me

Bet every dollar that you got on me

Heard that *s from the other side plottin' on me

But that ain't gon stop no G

Some *s just hate to see you winning winning winning

Some *s just hate to see you winning winning winning

Some *s can't take to see you get it get it get it

Like it's killing 'em just to see you living living living

Some *s just hate to see you winning winning winning

Some *s just hate to see you winning winning winning

Some *s can't take it when you get it get it get it

Like it's killin' 'em just to see you living living living

Curren$y/Wiz Khalifa：

Roll one up for them haters

I'm just counting my paper

Roll one up for them haters

I'm just counting my paper

Roll one up for them haters

I'm just counting my paper

We blow smoke in they faces

They all catching the vapors

Get high

Wiz Khalifa：

*s hate to see you ballin'

*s love it when you callin'

Just a youngin' from the Burgh

With his brother from New Orleans

Really started from nothing

Made a choice to do our own thing

Writing songs and always hustlin'

Who got the bomb was the discussion

And when you bring it to us betta have that strong

Cause we the wrong ones to f**k with

Hard to get in touch with us

All the real in love with us

Call your friends get up with us

Tried once now you're stuck

Count your money pile it up

It's 'bout your blessings not your luck

I've been blessed to do a lot of things

Like smokin' w**d everywhere I go

Stayin' at the top floor everywhere I go

Taking all my *s with me everywhere I go

Letting all my real *s know

They hate to see us winning

Hate to see us winning

They hate to see us winning

Hate to see us winning no

Hate to see us winning

Hate to see us winning

Me and my ni**a Spitta

Can't believe we did it