(Original Lyrics Written & Composed by DJ Khaled; T-Pain; Ludacris; Snoop Dogg; Rick Ross)(Cover Lyrics Rewritten by Jacob E. Straw; Instrumentals Rewritten & Recorded by Brian Thorburn of Threshold Studios and Jacob E. Straw)

It's the face goin' in on the verse 'cause I never been defeated & I wont stop now, Put your hands up, put'em in the sky for the homies that ain't make it and the folks locked down, I never went nowhere, they said the face is back, Blame it on that 100proof, Hood call it robo-yac, Now I'm on this foolish track, So I spit my foolish flow, My hands go up-and-down like strippers booties go, My verses still be servin' tight like a million virgins, Last time on the Khaled remix, Now I'm on the original version, Can't ever count me out, Ya'll better count me in, Got 20 bank accounts, Accountants count me in, Make millions every year, Midwest champion, cause all I do-all-all I do is:

All I do is win, win, win no matter what
Got money on my mind, I can never get enough
And everytime I step up in the building,
Everybody's hands go up... and they stay there!
Up-Down-Up-Down-Up-Down
'Cause all I do is win, win, win
And if you goin' in put your hands in the air,
Make'em stay there!

Swervin' in my low-low, Head on a swivvel, You know servin' me's a no-no, Clean as a whistle as I pull out in my Rolls Royce, Bone as my passenger, they see us they say 'Oh, Boy!' tell Khaled back it up, Sippin' on my Loko, thats for armed traffickers, Don't make me pull that Four-Four, Ask me "what you laughin at?" Represent that thug life, dirty money, bitch you better get your mug right, We come together holdin' hands we holler 'thug life'
We're all strapped in all black and it's like fuck life because all we do is win, You ridin' or what? Cause we ridin' tonight, You ridin' with us cause you wasn't ridin' it right:

All I do is win, win, win no matter what
Got money on my mind, I can never get enough
And everytime I step up in the building,
Everybody's hands go up... and they stay there!
Up-Down-Up-Down-Up-Down
'Cause all I do is win, win, win
And if you goin' in put your hands in the air,
Make'em stay there!

Heat in the kitchen, Pot on the stove, Water gettin' boiled and dope being sold, Snoopy-in-the-hoopty, System overload, I been runnin' this rap game since I was 20 years old, I hung with the worst of 'em, Bust 'til I burst'em up, Floss'em Up, Toss'em up, Hardaway, Cross'em up, Parden me, I'm bossin' up, Pressure up, Bless ya bruh, Don't mess with us, We like the 'U' in the 80's
Back-to-back, set a trap, Hit a lick, hit it back, Hit the trick, Jump the track, Bitch I want my money back, Time and Time again while I'm sippin' on this Gin, Al Davis said it best, just win, baby, win!