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lirik lagu touchdown – yo gotti


“touchdown”

aye you know im cocaine crazy right?
these n*gg*s go
white dis, white dat
(quit f*cking with me, white everything)
a lil b*tch i f*ck with talk bout she want white cat
you know dis my city right?
(hoe you crazy)
p*ssy *ss n*gg*

i got base in the trunk, highs on the inside, marshmallow paint 49ers on the inside
touchdown, a n*gg* going long, field goal, extra point a n*gg* going strong
210 on the dash, blue jean inside, white wit blue top, like the yankees when i come past
home run, that boy out the park, bases loaded, world series, that boy hustle smart

streets talkin gotti been doing good
n*gg*s wanna try em, couple n*gg*s from the hood
you know how that go, n*gg*s say you dont f*ck wit em, truth be told wen i hustlin i aint f*ck wit em
same n*gg* still owe me on a pack, think a n*gg* forgot becuz im rappin? nah…
when i get off the road i shoot back to my town
new whips, new watch, f*ck with me, its goin down
own family hatin, n*gg*s looking mad, guess it be little better if a n*gg* was doin bad,
but momma got a smile, brother still wild, i gotta get this money i just had another child,
they say im gettin fat, guess im eatin good
20 racks in the motor, got my name under the hood, yo gotti,
sometimes i think back, i could of went fed, this a chance in a lifetime i gotta think ahead

i got base in the trunk, highs on the inside, marshmallow paint 49ers on the inside
touchdown, a n*gg* going long, field goal, extra point a n*gg* going strong
210 on the dash, blue jeans inside, white with blue top, like the yankees when i come past
home run, that boy out the park, bases loaded, world series, that boy hustle smart

my city rootin for me, the club owners mad
cause i wont come to kick it for under 25 bands
and u taking it personal im just tryna feed my mans
see u aint a real n*gg* so dats sumthin u wouldnt understand
but if it wasnt for my homeboys and if it wasnt for my fans
i would of been clicked on u b*tches and doin a quarter off n da can
but imma keep on grindin, keep on shinin cuss dats wut u cant stand
imma kill u b*tches softly every time i ride p*ss
what da f*ck make u wanna beef wit me like u street as me
running round here talking down b*tch u aint use to be wit me
b*tch u aint use to tote heat wit me, b*tch u aint use to eat wit me
b*tch i was thuggin n ridgecrest yo funky *ss was somewhere down da street
yo f*ck *ss aint no real g, tell me where dey do dat at
gang bang in yo neighborhood but round me wouldn’t even throw up your set
motherf*ckers do anything for a check, ok dats cool
but dont f*ck around and let project pat and juicy j get yo *ss wet
on another note im da same n*gg* wit mo paper and mo bigger
and whenever im in town b*tch im rite here on shady vista
my jewelry on my car parked my shirt off wit no pistol
aint nan n*gg* gone take nuttn my lil n*gg*z a shake sumtn
my lil n*gg*s got mo paper, my lil n*gg*s dont even rap, b*tch
runnin round talk bout u got signed, b*tch u still livin in da trap!

i got base in the trunk, highs on the inside, marshmallow paint 49ers on the inside
touchdown, a n*gg* going long, field goal, extra point a n*gg* going strong
210 on the dash, blue jeans inside, white with blue top, like the yankees when i come past
home run, that boy out the park, bases loaded, world series, that boy hustle smart


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