I you heard about the Winans see a Godly dynasty Serving G O D, next in is me Not the X but next of several men of God Taking it to another
Devil what's up? Is a joke or what? Steady hoping you can crack the Coconut You can't see us, we're by the blood And we're just off the old block Representing
Hey, 2 who we gonna give the praise to Jesus Plus Him for the ones who raised you I'm Jr. some say the second and I'm respecting My for the pastor of perfecting
He taught me to be holy and against the levin wait to go to heaven saved since I was seven Doing what Jesus would do, not what everyone I'm and I'm still have fun
'Cuz I'm Carvin, son of brother of uncle Marvin I'm saved and tall and skin Taking heed to from the wise
Chumping humble and never compromise Saying God is tops yo go to pops thou He brought me up in church through a legacy of Surrounded by a of saints that came before us Back to grandpa and Delores
Then they had children keeping the holy To David, Ronald, then the and Michael to Daniel, BeBe CeCe, Angie and Debbie let me praise God my whole family Is set Hallelujah, I'm buzzin' Two short of a sibling singing for God
Now it's me and my cousin, in the world would we end for Let's make it ten more following examples of our What's up with you, what, about you? Who Me? I thought you knew, Jr. is a Winans too What! about you, the legacy ain't through, say what you know that I'm a Winans too
What, what you? Who me? I thought you knew, Coconut is a too What, what you? The legacy ain't through 'Cause you I'm a Winans too
Follow you as you God you that I'm a Winans You know that I'm a Winans, so what about you 2 Follow you as you God you know that I'm a Winans You know that I'm a Winans, so about you Phase 2
2 coming back at you we young but never last stature On a fat track I think ate a fat batch of Cookies rookies flowing to a beat ain't starving I'm Juan second son of Carvin a tight to excite peeps
Unlike a sleeping young teenage christians we gots to keep it real I'm not deranged don't think it's 'cause we're the Winans but still time to make that change flop gospel R&B dipped and hip hop us copy-cattin' y'all
Will be a trip pop I learn from but why would I pretend to Be any one else when I got my own identity, buch to the Winans and BeBe and CeCe, but we are Phase 2 to be me God us to reach a whole 'nother day and time Passing the mic to Mike relay the rhyme
grooving so keep it moving, yo we will not cease Yo, I'm Mike son of Mike last and not Heads boopin' fingers poppin' hot grease We and we got Jesus so we got peace
See I believe God's word and I doubted Walk it out saints shout and the pouted Hell is crowded full of people that's it, 'bout it But I strive to be man and proud about it Hands in the air for Jesus my payer I'm not but I'm a prayer
And ladies I'm the type of guy to warn my dates Don't think we're gonna mate, 'cause I fornicate That's how we do Lord always You praise Straight the Winans same God new phase
And since I was sucking on my baby bottle You were the model I wanna What's up with you, what, what about Who me? I thought you knew, what Jr. is a Winans too
What, what you? Who me? I thought you knew Juanie Juan is a Winans too, what, what you? The ain't through, 'cause you know that I'm a Winans too You know I'm a Winans, you know that I'm a Winans You that I'm a Winans, you know that I'm a Winans