Touchdown - Yo Gotti, 42 Dugg & EST Gee

Get myself outta my head Stuck up on this daydream (daydream) Forget 'bout all the unsaid Out to the world, hear me scream (me scream) 'Di magpipigil, aabante, run away! Leavin' all of it behind, I won't stop no more Limutin ang nagdaan Alaala'y maging aral na 'Bout to get serious Nothing can hold me back Time to bu-buckle up Time to step, step it up I'll be on my way Droppin' in, touchdown (oh-oh-oh) Better than before Look at me, touchdown (oh-oh-oh) On my way to you I got no more doubt Yeah, I've made up my mind (my mind) So what if I get lost on-site? Nothin' I won't do Droppin' in, touchdown Dinga, dinga, ding Droppin' in, touchdown Uh, hit the ground, touchdown, burnin' up Oh, can you feel me now? L-O-V-E, don't you see? Isn't at all, all that easy? (Easy) They say first love never stays Won't make it through 'til the end (yeah, yeah) Puro, puro sabi-sabi Tila, tila ba'y naware Hindi maiiwasang mangyari Mabigo man, 'di 'to ang huli Limutin ang nagdaan Alaala'y maging aral na 'Bout to get serious (yeah) Nothing can hold me back (c'mon) Time to bu-buckle up, time to step, step it up Goin' all the way (let's go) Droppin' in, touchdown (oh-oh-oh) Better than before Look at me, touchdown (oh-oh-oh) On my way to you I got no more doubt Yeah, I've made up my mind (my mind) So what if I get lost on-site? Nothin' I won't do (Droppin' in, touchdown) rewind it back, just stood there watchin' Stuck in my own world, was hopin' (droppin' in, touchdown) Pointless expectations, dreamin' Brand-new track, no goin' back Look out, my boy Look out, look out Wait and you'll see Hindi ka na Hindi ka makakawala Burnin' up, touchdown (burnin') Better than before Burnin' up, touchdown (burnin') Whoa I got no more doubts (more doubts) Yeah, I've made up my mind (up my mind) So what if I get lost on-site? Nothing I won't do Burnin' up, touchdown (touchdown) Better than before Burnin' up, touchdown (on my way, on my way to you) No more backin' out (backin' out) No more running away (oh-oh-oh) Ready or not, better watch out Gonna make you mine Droppin' in, touchdown

시간아 10, 9, 8, 달려봐 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 내게로 5, 4, 3, 빠져봐 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, touchdown! 넌 날 그냥 지나칠 수 없을 걸 (Let's go, let's go, let's go, hey) 내 미모에 돌아설 수 없을 걸 (Let's go, let's go, hey) 주위를 맴돌다 딴청도 피다가 눈치만, 눈치만, 눈치만 느낌만, 느낌만, 느낌만 넌 정말 푹 빠질걸 너를 향한 윙크 한 방에 심장이 가빠와 숨이 찰 걸 나만 빤히 또 바라볼 걸 넌 자꾸 멈추지 마 널 마주한 미소 한 번이 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 너를 미치게 해 시간아 10, 9, 8, 달려봐 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 내게로 5, 4, 3, 빠져봐 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, touchdown! 10, 9, 8, 다가와 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 나를 봐 5, 4, 3, 잡아 봐 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, touchdown! Touchdown! Oh, hey Touchdown! 널 끌어당긴 나라는 이 블랙홀 (Let's go, let's go, let's go, hey) 빠져나 갈 수는 없어, oh (Let's go, let's go, hey) 네 눈이, 네 눈이 가슴이, 가슴이 흔들려, 흔들려, 흔들려 그대로, 그대로, 그대로 이건 신들의 장난 널 어쩌나 내게 묻지 마 초침이 한 칸씩 줄 때마다 너는 점점 나를 찾을 걸 넌 장담 하지 좀 마 나를 외면 할 수 있다고 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 너만 괴롭게 해 시간아 10, 9, 8, 달려봐 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 내게로 5, 4, 3, 빠져봐 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, touchdown! 10, 9, 8, 다가와 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 나를 봐 5, 4, 3, 잡아 봐 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, touchdown! Touchdown! Hey, ooh, oh Touchdown! 네 모든 게 내게로 빠지는 단 한 순간, 잠깐의 찰나 눈빛 또 손짓 작은 하나까지 너를 위한 비밀 아닌 sign 시간아 10, 9, 8, 달려봐 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 내게로 5, 4, 3, 빠져봐 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, touchdown! 10, 9, 8, 네 맘을 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 말해 봐 5, 4, 3, 날 가져봐 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, touchdown!

June, you're a jenius Do what we want entertainment And can't be fucked with incorporated Smack a nigga ass LLC I'm on some cold gangsta shit I might get blocked out the industry (i am) Ain't wifin no hoes, no couple goals (can't do it) Still don't feel my enemies (i am) Ain't squashin' no beef, i'm fryin' it (hibachi) If it 'bout the money, i'm tryin' it (i'm tryin', i am) My price went high, it's thrity, a brick (what 'evs) Water been tight, flyin' in (whoosh) Let's say, "Goodbye" to the ghetto (hello, hello) And, "Welcome" to wealth, 90210 (rich bitch) What's happenin', gates? Mulholland estate I might turn this bitch to the trap though (skeet) And there go the neighborhood Neighbors been bitching' cause they heard The lamb' in the driveway At one in the morning, disturbing the peace (sheesh) It sounds like a plane when I drive away Might put a rolls on a lawn Fuck it ain't got no alarm New Richard Mille on my arm (factory) I'ma king, you a pawn (nigga) I'm a legend, 2pac, biggie, big pun, wu, raekwon (i am) New Ms to the city In detroit more than big sean (facts) I'm on some cold gangsta shit I got a lil' bitch on the westside Couples of hittas from South Memphis And another lil' hitta from eastside I can adapt to the pain I understand the poverty (poor) Why would I let a record label fuck over us When I did the robberies? (never gon' happen) They told me watch what I say in these raps (why) Fore they fuck around, sentence me And you better watch what you say out your mouth (shh) Whenever you mention me You not relatable I'm a street nigga and that not debatable Tryna buy loyalty, they not available I got a hundred round dick on this AR Now hold this tableble All my bitches bad, tens Bitch love so what, fuck her Hold up, we hitttin' the benz, yeah Bitch wanna fuck in this truck (Helluva made this beat baby) Yeah, motherfucker, we friends, shit 'Long she down, i'm up, bitch Don't ask my name, i'm doggy Get the head twice, dont call me Heard she had fire, i'm stalky Beat her ass down in the office Make her hit the (?) in the benz Lean, weed, drink Bitch one-off, get painted X was a ho, we ain't Turn blood, nigga, yeah bitch, he can't Gotta pay me to perc' no shit, I'm famous Nigga like smoke, not me, I'm rainin' Put in the earth, make 'er keep goin' Then put in her hair Link one, told me lil' ho, these scared Bros over hoes, ayy bitch, we sharin' 380 for the war What they want for the 'Claren I just want the truck, I'm sayin "Skrrt" (no cap) Heard you wan' fuck, take a chance (come on) If I hit her friend, I'm playin' (he is) 200 in chains, i'm dancin' Bitch, fuck a nigga ho, shoot friendly (ho, rat) All five cars not rented (none of 'em) None of these bitches can check me (none of 'em) Ask around, "who run the city?" me (Who you know run the city)

Paper-heavy, paper-heavy Get this money, take shit from nobody how they raise you? Mama made me savage, grandma took my filter early Thirteen out the service, AMG all on my dresser When they hang up my jersey that's a 36 I could hang up my jersey, I sold a thousand bricks They can flame up my jersey, I blew a hundred sticks I can retro my jersey, I been doin' this shit Couple niggas try, couple don't survive Championship rings, one to all the guys You fucked up then she fucked up, why you act surprised? You don't own the pussy, guess you can't accept the fact she lied Paper-heavy, paper-heavy Mama was a ho, I guess that's how a mama raised him Daddy was a pussy nigga so I guess she fucked with suckers All she know was lame ass niggas, look at her brother Gotti, where you been, where you been? I been out the scene countin' millions by the teens I been on vacation chillin', fuckin' bitches friends I been kinda silent, still slidin' gettin' revenge Paper-heavy, paper-heavy Get this money, take shit from nobody how they raise you? Mama made me savage, grandma took my filter early Thirteen out the service, AMG all on my dresser When they hang up my jersey that's a 36 I could hang up my jersey, I sold a thousand bricks They can flame up my jersey, I blew a hundred sticks I'm the streets MVP, it don't get real as this

I got a check, check, check, beep Bitch I go ta check, check, check Bitch I got a check, check, check I buy anything I want cause I got a check Fuck any bitch I want cause I got a check I only ride foreign cause I got a check You know I'm fully armed, you ain't gotta check And everytime you se me I be on deck Looking like money, smelling like a jet Brand new swag, got me on flex Whole lot of cash, I'm a walking check Uh, I got my check up, I need a check up Watch on me so cold, chain on me so froze Check, I got them hoes, check, designer clothes I got them bows, plus I got them o's Going hard nigga, I do too, I got shooters nigga, what bout you Valet park nigga there's my coupe Popping bottles nigga, there's my crew That pussy good, ass fat, head right, nigga that's my boo A real nigga, you ain't one, hate on me, that's what you do Uh I'm in my zone, uh, my money long Sipping on that sirock, inhaling all of the strong On my young nigga shit, rollie with the belt I'm on my rich nigga shit, Rolls Royce are better I buy anything I want cause I got a check Fuck any bitch I want cause I got a check I only ride foreign cause I got a check You know I'm fully armed, you ain't gotta check And everytime you see me I be on deck Looking like money, smelling like a jet Brand new swag, got me on flex Whole lot of cash, I'm a walking check I put on for my city, go strong when I kick it Got a bad girl's club, a gang of bad bitches Black down, ap, ...bp, white them, mula No damning, ...ace of spades, no cards ...that glow in the dark I got soft, I go hard, start to beating my favorite card The California my favorite car, The land ...my favorite bar I hit the club, my jays on, they out now They stood on the boss Selling dope my first job, getting money, they worst thought I'm in this bitch with my home boys Big jewelry, no bodyguard I pull up, like who this, thugged out, I do this Checking on my dollar sign, get money on my to do list, hey! I buy anything I want cause I got a check Fuck any bitch I want cause I got a check I only ride foreign cause I got a check You know I'm fully armed, you ain't gotta check And everytime you see me I be on deck Looking like money, smelling like a jet Brand new swag, got me on flex Whole lot of cash, I'm a walking check Check, check, bitch I'm on deck Flexing, flexing, looking like a jet I buy anything I want cause I got a check Fuck any bitch I want cause I got a check I only ride foreign cause I got a check You know I'm fully armed, you ain't gotta check.

Big wheels on my Phantom, got it sittin' crooked 3 birds for a show, nigga gon' book it I'm LeBron James, you a fuckin' rookie You probably want a ticket I'mma go and book it Book it, book it Book it, book it I'mma go and book it Big dollars in my pocket, got me sittin' crooked 100 racks in my pocket, I can't even walk 50 hitters with me nigga, I set it off Poppin' bottles, blowing money, I'm just having fun Me and my niggas fresh to death, upper echelon I got buckles on my shoes and they gold bitch Open my doors in reverse, this that Rolls bitch CMG Bentley coupe, that's a cold kit See the bird, double R, that's some cold shit All I rock is white, them on my old shit All my niggas solid, all my hoes thick DJ drop that Gotti, this that dope boy shit Smelling like a bag, I'm looking like a brick Big wheels on my Phantom, got it sittin' crooked 3 birds for a show, nigga gon' book it I'm LeBron James, you a fuckin' rookie You probably want a ticket I'mma go and book it Book it, book it Book it, book it I'mma go and book it Big dollars in my pocket, got me sittin' crooked They say I signed to Tip, I say when I do that Me and Tip, we're conversating bout where them choppas at (bang bang) I be where them goonies and them robbers at (I am) So when you see that Phantom dog don't follow that Ridin' in a rental, gettin' that pack off Fish scale yay I call it bath salts Trap doing good, I can't complain It's been a damn good month, I moved like 20 things Then went and bought that new Jeep, that SRT Yo ho suck dick on sight, ASAP Just got a yellow AP and that bitch nasty When I popped out my second week I coulda bought a Aston Big wheels on my Phantom, got it sittin' crooked 3 birds for a show, nigga gon' book it I'm LeBron James, you a fuckin' rookie You probably want a ticket I'mma go and book it Book it, book it Book it, book it I'mma go and book it Big dollars in my pocket, got me sittin' crooked