Song Lyrics 

[T-Pain chorus] 
All I do is win win win no matter what 
Got money on mind I can never get enough 
And everytime I step up in the building 
Everybody hands go up 
And they stay there 
And they say there yeah 
And they stay there 
Up down, up down 
'Cause all I do is win win win 
And if you goin' in put your hands in the air.. 

[Ludacris verse 1] 
Ludacris goin' in on the verse 
'Cause I never been defeated and I won't stop now 
Keep your hands up put 'em in the sky for the homies that didn't Make
it and the folks locked down 
I never went no where 
They saying Luda's back 
Blame it on that conjure 
The hood call it Ludayac 
And I'm on this foolish track so I spit my foolish flows 
My hands go up and down like strippers booty's go 
My verses still be serving, tight like a million virgins 
Last time on a Khaled remix now I'm on the original version 
Ain't never count me out 
Y'all better count me in 
Got 20 bank accounts, accountants count me in 
Make millions every year, the South's champion 
'Cause all I do, all I, all I, all I 
All I do is... 

[Chorus] 

[Rick Ross] 
Swerving in my lolo, 
Head on the swivel 
You know serving me's a no no 
Clean as a whistle as I pull out in my Rolls Royce 
Yellow bone passenger they see it, they say oh boy! 
Tell Khaled back it up, my niggas call me Loco 
That's for armed trafficking, don't make me pull that fo-fo 
Ask you what you laughing at 
Represent that mud life 
Dirty money bitch you better get your mud right 
We come together holding hands and holla thug life 
We are strapped in all black 
It's like thug life 
(All we do is win) 
You riding the what 
We riding the night 
You riding with me 'cause you wasn't riding right 
ROSS... 

[Chorus] 

[Snoop Dogg] 
Heat in the kitchen, pot on the stove 
Water getting boiled, dope being sold 
Snoopy in the hoopty, system overload 
I've been running this rap game since I was 20 years old 
I hung with the worst of them 
Bust till I burst on 'em 
Floss 'em up, toss 'em up, hardaway, boss 'em up 
Pardon me I bossing the pressure up, bless ya bruh 
Don't wanna mess with us 
We like the U in the 80's 
Back to back set a trap 
Hit the lick, hit it back 
Hit the trick, jump the track 
Bitch I want my money back 
Time and time again while I'm sipping on this Gin 
Al Davis said it best, just win baby win 

[Chorus]