Johnson Kid - Winning Lyrics

Money in the air got some money on the flo'
I got something to prove so I thought I let you know
Winning winning winning hell naw I ain't losing
Winning winning winning hell naw I ain't losing
Best to ever do it and my best is yet to come, and I
Gotta get the bread and I won't forget the crumb
Winning winning winning hell naw I ain't losing
Winning winning winning hell naw I ain't losing
Underrated, but I'm always motivated
Going for a Grammy like a nigga nominated
Fascinated, all these niggaz f*cken hate it
They don't get the picture even if it's illustrated
Everybody mad cause I pay em no attention, cause I'm
Busy counting money and the way that I spend it
Woke up in the morning with the money on my mind, and I
Hope you getting yours cause I'm always getting mine
I ain't the biggest out but I got a big amount, bitch
I had so many hoes that a nigga lost count
Never giving up, ima give it all I got, and
They calling me a chef cause I'm stirring up the pot
Hungry for the money wait until a nigga feast, every time
I drop a song they say Ricco you a beast
I'm kinda like a big deal everybody love me, and you
Know I'm at the top so nobody is above me
Money in the air got some money on the flo'
I got something to prove so I thought I let you know
Winning winning winning hell naw I ain't losing
Winning winning winning hell naw I ain't losing
Best to ever do it and my best is yet to come, and I
Gotta get the bread and I won't forget the crumb
Winning winning winning hell naw I ain't losing
Winning winning winning hell naw I ain't losing
Undisputed boss ain't nobody stopping me, and I
Do it for my dad cause I know he watching me
Gotta feed my kids so I gotta get the money, if I
Want it then I get it ain't nobody take it from me
Always got a hater, I guess I got the juice, if you
Not on my team then I'm chucking up the duece
Sit yo ass down nigga I got something to say, if you
Ain't about the money then you in my f*cken way
I be getting money, no you cannot clone me, in a
Room full of money how the hell can I be lonely
Moving in silent that dont mean we moving slow, if you
Drive the speed limit get the ass off the road
I'm the f*cken man, you cant tell me nothing
Drinking all this liquor, and you know I'm buzzing
Ima home body, ion do no clubbing
I do what I want, you can't say nothing
Money in the air got some money on the flo'
I got something to prove so I thought I let you know
Winning winning winning hell naw I ain't losing
Winning winning winning hell naw I ain't losing
Best to ever do it and my best is yet to come, and I
Gotta get the bread and I won't forget the crumb
Winning winning winning hell naw I ain't losing
Winning winning winning hell naw I ain't losing