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Touchdown by T.I.القصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

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When we touchdown

[Chorus:]
In the Midwest we OK
Everybody know them southern boys love that bass
Atlanta go bananas, Alabama, Louisiana
Mississippi tenekeys, every mothafuckin' state
When we touchdown
Go right from the plane to the range
When we touchdown
On the private plane gettin' brain, till we
Touchdown, eh ain't no way to keep 'em quiet
Wit T.I. and Shady baby we bout to insight a riot
When we touchdown

When we get in town, you know how we getting down
Pull a cling an hop on out, snatch all the freaks then walk on out
I'm livin' what they talkin' bout, shinin' if it dark or not
That 100DX double R, you'll find that in the parkin' lot
You barkin' up the wrong tree, I do this shit for zone 3
4, 5 and 6 as well as 1, atlanta I'm forever son
Still be on whatever coat, grindin' blowin' heavy smoke
Him you better tell 'em fo, won't hesitate to let him go
They know I put that green light on them haters
Keep on tryin' me I'll put that beam right on ya tater
(Bow wow wow wow)
You don't wanna see T.I.P he irate
Try to keep in a cage but some how he keep escapin'
That's why I be on vacation, Virgin Islands I be takin'
Private planes out to Spain, now keep on flyin' I ain't fakin'
The money ain't a thing, think I'm lyin' your mistaken
You can find long lines, and all kinds of bitches your way
When we touchdown

[Chorus]

Welcome to the Midwest, yes
Where the Detroit players, ball like you have no idea
The boy is here
Got the whole place lookin' like its candy painted, ain't it
Like we left the kids at home and just let 'em loose with the crayons
Fuck, I just hit a jogger
People lookin' like frogger
They hoppin' out the way whenever they see Marshal's car comin'
The kids painted my windows with black, permanent marker
And left the rest of the car color cover like swirl pops
And I got the bass thumpin' but I'm bound to bump into something
Kids are flyin' through the air lookin' like they're crumpin', the way they're tumbling
I gotta do something
But soon as I hit the carwash, to get the tar off
Then it's right back at it tomorrow
They're like dad, this is in, so get with the trend
This is for the pimps, listenin' to MIMS, nail polish on the rims
And now it's custom chrome, but I gotta go do a show
So go on with your bad self, just have it back to normal when I
Touchdown

[Chorus]

From my arrival, to my departure
I guarantee I put this d-i-c-k in somebody daughter, ey
I still have my way with the ladies across the water
Flew from Paris to Haiti, just some shit that I thought of
Its ironic kind of shit that we buy man
Make us psychotic
Threat to corporate America, then why they runnin' from me
How could they be so ignorant look at what hip hop den done
Its allowed us to run a business, we should of made it our money
Got us out the ghettos, relocated our mommies
I made it all the way here, ain't no way you takin' it from me
So excuse me Oprah honey I'm sorry really I promise
But niggas bitches and hoes do exist I'm just bein' honest
But why am I bein' punished why is you so astonished
Now I ain't got a degree just intelligence and abundance
So you ain't gotta like me I know millions folks that love me
Well u can tell how they yellin' and screamin'
An waitin' for me
When I touchdown

[Chorus]

Writer : HARRIS, CLIFFORD / MATHERS, MARSHALL / BASS, JEFFREY IRWIN
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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