"All I Do Is Win (Remix)" lyrics

[DJ Khaled (T-Pain) {Jadakiss} {{Swizz Beatz}}:]
DJ Khaled {A-ay}
(Hey, yeah) {{Showtime}}
This the remix
We The Best

[T-Pain (Swizz Beatz) {DJ Khaled}:]
All I do is win, win, win, no matter what. What (yeah)
Got money on my mind I can never get enough. 'Nough (right, come on)
Whenever me and Khaled do the remix (What's up?)
Everybody hands go up. Go up (hey, ay, showtime)
And they stay there. Yeah (bow)
And they stay there. Yeah (right)
And they stay there (Right)
Up, down, up, down, up, down (Ay, ay)
'Cause all I do is win, win, win {It's We The Best Music}
And if you goin' in put your hands in the air, make 'em stay there {DJ Khaled, I'm goin' in}

[DJ Khaled {T-Pain} {{Rick Ross}}:]
Sittin' on the top floor, what you think I'm hot for?
Every summer drop more, hits to make my stock go {up}
Them hands go {up}, them bands go {up}
I'm number one in this bitch and I'ma stay there
We the best of the best, grind while you haters just sleep
I'm yellin' "Free Weezy," I rep the heart of the streets
Who hotter than me? (Khaled), I'm wearin' the crown {{I'm on soon}}
We can't stop, won't stop. Go hate on me now (Woo)

[Rick Ross:]
I could never get enough when it come to gettin' fetti
Niggas ain't ready for my Ferrari Scaglietti (Woo)
Mario Andretti (Woo), money comin' fast
My honeycomb hideout is made of all glass
I could never be a racist
Wake up every mornin' just to count white faces, Neo in the Matrix
Glorious as Morpheus (Woo), employed all warriors
I'm mean as a scorpion, Dr. Kevorkian

[Busta Rhymes {T-Pain}:]
Fire and brimstone, yo
Every time I come you gotta know a nigga comin' get a lot of money when I'm in the buildin'
And I come and say there ain't motherfucker money better, better, better, better
Uh-huh, okay
Niggas know I got you when I hit you with the pitter-patter
Whenever they see me then you hear a lot of chitter-chatter
Niggas know there ain't nobody better, better, better, better
I watch a lot of niggas when I'm in the cut (Huh)
So sick when I come and hit 'em in the gut (Oh)
You will crown me king {No matter what!}
(Get 'em!)
OK, let's shine, my friend, get up on my grind again
Some niggas'll be happy that I chose to rhyme with them 'cause

[T-Pain (Swizz Beatz) {Diddy}:]
All I do is win, win, win, no matter what. What (yeah)
Got money on my mind I can never get enough. 'Nough (right, come on)
Whenever me and Khaled do the remix (What's up?)
Everybody hands go up, go up, (hey, ay, showtime)
And they stay there. Yeah (bow)
And they stay there. Yeah (right)
And they stay there (Right)
Up, down, up, down, up, down (Ay, ay)
'Cause all I do is win, win, win {Ayo, turn me up, man}
And if you goin' in put your hands in the air, make 'em stay there {I want them to hear me, yeah, yeah, ayo, check this out}

[Diddy:]
Her heart racin' like she snort cocaine (C'mon)
I got a billion reasons you should know my whole name (Name)
Got the most paper, Mr. New York Times (Yeah)
I'm a natural born winner, nigga, New York mines (Mines, mines...)
Everybody gettin' money but I cop the first six (Uh-huh)
Now I run the game, so I toss the first pitch (Yeah)
Yeah, I'll let you wife her but she still my first bitch (That's my bitch)
If it's less then nine digits, nigga, that ain't fuckin' rich, motherfucker

[Nicki Minaj {DJ Khaled}:]
Uh. Ayo, all I do is win, ain't that the reason that you really mad
Undisputed hailin' all the way from Trinidad {No}
I ain't mad, ma, see you on your bummy swag
I'm in that money green Jag, lot of money bags (Ah)
I told Khaled, "You the best, but I'm the bestest."
Better run for cover if your name is on my checklist
You could talk slick, all the way down to the welfare
Ask the IRS, bitch; I'm payin' for your health care

[Fabolous:]
Look, I'ma make this here official, let me clear some issues
First off I am not for Britney Spears' initials
That's no B-S, at your request
Lean back you and your crew, Fat Joe, T-S
Yeah, it's Young Funeral (Yes), all black on me (Yes)
So act like summer's over and fall back, homie
Winnin' is all I do (Do), I'll answer all of you (You)
But y'all ain't sayin' shit (Shit), like prank callers do (Ha-ha-ha)

[T-Pain {Swizz Beatz}:]
All I do is win, win, win, no matter what (What) {yeah}
Got money on my mind I can never get enough ('Nough) {right, come on}
Whenever me and Khaled do the remix {What's up?}
Everybody' hands go up {Hey, ay, showtime}
And they stay there (Yeah) {bow}
And they stay there (Yeah) {right}
And they stay there {Right}
Up, down, up, down, up, down {Ay, ay}
'Cause all I do is win, win, win (Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
And if you goin' in, put your hands in the air make 'em stay there {C'mon, c'mon, hands in the air!}

[Jadakiss {Fat Joe}:]
It's already proven, I got them birds movin' (Uh)
All I do is win, I'm allergic to losin' (Yeah)
Yellow-gold Cuban (Uh), nine-mil Ruger (Uh)
I'll show you what to do with 'em, finish 'em, I'm through with 'em (Done)
They gon' have to jump me, it's gon' take a few of 'em (Yep)
They don't want no problems, they might end up suin' em (Ha-ha-ha)
Disassociate yourself, have nothin' to do with 'em
We already got a jet, we tryna get two of 'em {Yeah, yeah} (A-ay)

[Fat Joe:]
Just blew trial, crack lobsters Little Italy
Your wife she a screamer yelling, "Slow down, Joe! You're killin' me!"
Beat her like a prize fight, mommy, I'm a rude boy
You just hit the Power Ball. Every day a new toy
Nigga, it's a stick up, a motherfuckin' robbery
I done did some things that have Haitian Jack proud of me
Ridin' through Harlem (Harlem), me and Jeezy, pardon me
Puffy surfin' on the hood for niggas that keep doubtin' me

[T-Pain {Swizz Beatz}:]
All I do is win, win, win, no matter what (What) {yeah}
Got money on my mind I can never get enough ('Nough) {right, come on}
Whenever me and Khaled do the remix {What's up?}
Everybody' hands go up {Hey, ay, showtime}
And they stay there (Yeah) {bow}
And they stay there (Yeah) {right}
And they stay there {Right}
Up, down, up, down, up, down {Ay, ay}
'Cause all I do is win, win, win (Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
And if you goin' in, put your hands in the air make 'em stay there {C'mon, c'mon, hands in the air!}