your fantasy (What does it mean?) Wake your dream (Commence now) into reality Your fears are never wrong or right, Everything is either black or white In a winter
You win the game, you are to blame (when/coz) it only makes me want you Only makes me want you more You win the game? Yeah ?yeah [chorus] You win the game
She's in control of everything I'm just a puppet, she pulls my strings Denying truth, I'll test my fate I'll keep on playing this wicked game Alone
feel brand new Big lights will inspire you, let's hear it for New York New York, New York (I made you hot, nigga) Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game
re-up Y'all niggaz shit on E, what a pi-ty Ain't it a shame how your man chose me And you wanna know why, it's mad simple Even in the winter, still pull
-huh-huh.. Yeah [Eightball] Yeah, yeah This big 'Ball mayn, P. Diddy and MJG We raw mayn (we raw) if pimp was a drug we'd O.D. (c'mon) Got game for days
white hills Niggas thinkin' furs 4 da winter, I'm thinkin' white fox Pull up in the white ford, dually on sum white shocks Married to the game, she
I spent the winter on the verge Of a total breakdown while living in Norway I felt the darkness of the black metal bands But being such a fawn of a man
imma try it again and when i do accomplish it ima try it again ima riot insane im a lion my mane hangs down to my strains and their tied to the game,
[Chorus] Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall, we out though, we out though Cocaine, heroin, we 'bout dough, we 'bout dough Cops coming, we runnin', we out yo
the game love us My women either centerfolds or on the main covers Stunt so hard I make these niggas hate summer And pray for winter But when it's winter
the bottom Started with nothing now there's money with this power Higher then ever, top flow, popping bottles Minks in the winter, candy with the models
feet in the river in the morning Everything promised is delivered to you Don't neglect to pick up what your share is All the winter birds are wingin
In the timbers to Fennario The wolves are runnin' round The winter was so hard and cold Froze ten feet 'neath the ground Don't murder me, I beg of you
six blocks I sip shots, watchin' 'em hustlers pitch rocks All you paintin' pictures of my pain, illustrate the city in vain Fallin' deep into the pits of the game
the chicks they follow me like twitter (twitter) Follow me like twitter, follow, follow me like twitter Hangin' on every word that I say They know what I'm about Colder than the winter
win it Ahead of you bums with the Bone flow Thug invented, haters wanna wonder Why them thug niggas still gettin' in Nothin' changed the game like we
my streets, *** all good Gotta be stackin' my paper like that's all I know *** is playin', I gotta get it, lock and load Winter through summer, summer back through to winter
