YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Win Your Love Text

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[Intro]
(Mommy, India got the beats)

[Verse 1]
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, fuck that (Ayy, put it on)
You gon' make me go buy a new G-Wagen for your fine ass
Fuck 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
Fuck these skeezers, she gon' ride like my guys (She in there with who?)
Pullin' up, bitch, 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

[Chorus]
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 nigga tryna impress, pull up in clean clothes, yeah, yeah
Nigga 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 fucked up 'cause these hoes, what can I offer her?
Tell you I'm done, then double back and catch me callin' her (Brrt)

[Verse 2]
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', fuck you takin' long for?
Come here, give me a kiss, no, fuck that shit, how you been?
You'll be with me to the end, that's what the fuck they don't know

[Chorus]
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 nigga tryna impress, pull up in clean clothes, yeah, yeah
Nigga 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 fucked up 'cause these hoes, what can I offer her?
Tell you I'm done, then double back and catch me callin' her, oh, oh

[Outro]
At this front door
Give a fuck 'bout what you doin', what you takin' long for?
Come here, give me a kiss, no, fuck that shit, how you been?
To the end, that's what the fuck they don't know
Haha, come on

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