ฟังเพลงWin Your Love

Win Your Love - Youngboy Never Broke Again

Lyrics by：Kentrell Gaulden/India Williams/Jake Wogan

Mommy India got the beats

I just flew the private out to LA come and meet me

Come and meet me

And once you land you better be glad to see me

Glad to see me

Why you can't jump on top of me I don't wan' hear nan' reason

Nan' reason

This brand-new ring make me feel like I won a whole season

You supposed to make me feel like a king without it on

Brand new Chanel put it on

Ayy f**k that

Ayy put it on

You gon' make me go buy a new G-Wagen for your fine a*s

F**k your friends you better be in 'fore I get home oh

Mmh mmh hittin' it from behind in your spine take that yeah

We went plenty of times in the ride

F**k these skeezers she gon' ride like my guys

She in there with who

Pullin' up b***h you in here come outside

Pack your bags we gon' board the G5

I'm tryna join the mile high club just you and me

Thank Most High I got a girl to take me from the streets

You the one I want baby you the one I need

Steady tryna win over your love

You could get violent I don't mind bein' in trouble

Your love been leavin' behind cold-blooded bodies

Please don't murder me for tryin' yeah

You can't fit them jeans on I can't quit that lean no

Pull up in that four-door jump out stand tall Hakeem ho

Baby girl you know just what that ring for yeah yeah

Hood n***a tryna impress pull up in clean clothes yeah yeah

N***a get shot down if he run up on this Rolls yeah yeah

My bae inside of here it was self-defense officer

My name so f**ked up 'cause these h*es what can I offer her

Tell you I'm done then double back and catch me callin' her

Brrt

I'm outside nah I know you heard me knockin' at this front door

I was in the shower

I don't care 'bout what you doin' f**k you takin' long for

Come here give me a kiss no f**k that s**t how you been

You'll be with me to the end that's what the f**k they don't know

Steady tryna win over your love

You could get violent I don't mind bein' in trouble

Your love been leavin' behind cold-blooded bodies

Please don't murder me for tryin' yeah

You can't fit them jeans on I can't quit that lean no

Pull up in that four-door jump out stand tall Hakeem ho

Baby girl you know just what that ring for yeah yeah

Hood n***a tryna impress pull up in clean clothes yeah yeah

N***a get shot down if he run up on this Rolls yeah yeah

My bae on side of him it was self-defense officer

My name so f**ked up 'cause these h*es what can I offer her

Tell you I'm done then double back and catch me callin' her oh oh

At this front door

Give a f**k 'bout what you doin' what you takin' long for

Come here give me a kiss no f**k that s**t how you been

To the end that's what the f**k they don't know

Haha come on