Lyrics
Rickson Satiro
(Winner time) Winter time at the Encore
Can you throw it back, make it clap, I want more
Movin' it like that, I think I need a encore
Uh uh, uh uh
Encore
Bounce it up and down like you playin' on court
Baby, I'm the prize, can you hit the high score
I really can't stay, cause I'm movin' on tour
Movin' on tour
On tour
Heart so cold, wrap me in a Moncler
Blood on my soles, I commited murder
Pain in my soul, and it's such a burden
Pain in my soul, I can feel it burnin
You be killin' em
You be killin' em all
Feelin' so high, I could soar
Roll the gas, roll the Bulbasaur
(Winner time) Winter time at the Encore
Can you throw it back, make it clap, I want more
Movin' it like that, I think I need a encore
Uh uh, uh uh
Encore
Bounce it up and down like you playin' on court
Baby, I'm the prize, can you hit the high score
I really can't stay, cause I'm movin' on tour
Movin' on tour
On tour
Yeah
Read between the lines, I find
Something so divine, you fine
Circles with your behind, I'm rockin' them number nines
Supper for your desires, don't order no number nine
I've been
Movin' kinda freely
These niggas turn fiends for them things that's inbetween
Wok on me, I'll keep it wetter than the Dasani
When the cold leave you havin' fun in a bikini
(Winner time) Winter time at the Encore
Can you throw it back, make it clap, I want more
Movin' it like that, I think I need a encore
Uh uh, uh uh
Encore
Bounce it up and down like you playin' on court
Baby, I'm the prize, can you hit the high score
I really can't stay, cause I'm movin' on tour
Movin' on tour
On tour
How can I find the one I need?
Look to the sky, you're all I see