Touchdown (feat. 5star) - Lamin

Aye aye aye aye Oh my God! Come get your shit back Come and get yo lick back. You just got yo shit snatch I just fucked yo bitch; I'm sorry, come here, come get yo bitch back Choppa onomatopoeia -way that bitch go click, clack I'm the shit no diarrea -see why they onmy dick, aye Come and get yo lick back. You just got your shit snatch I just fucked yo bitch; I'm sorry, come here, come get yo bitch back Choppa onomatopoeia -way that bitch go click, clack I'm the shit no diarrea -see why they onmy dick, aye Come get your shit back I heard twelve and you be talking, you a rat?Thought you ain' did that Aye, watch yourself the way you talking; I'll send gang out like a dispatch What's in my system? A mix and a match Don't want the head; lemme hit from the back Commemoration, put my kids in her plaque (aye aye) Endo stay hot, come and blow me like soup. Roundabout the way my money loop I like to fight, beat that boy black and blue Ain no blood but he bleeding soo woo Bitches be wet like a pool, all I got' do is me dropping jaws made 'em drool Hold on, I get more paper than you Why I'm babying you? Rock your shit like I'm cradling you Don't say my name in the booth Or you might lose a tooth, put a muhfuckin' saber to you Him like Mator would do, got no brain in his roof, this really a favor to you Execution made that bitch nigga get down Prayed to me like "Forgive all my sins now" He a trackstar, think he number one pick, wow Tried to run, Imma take out his hip now I call him Adam, my bitch Eve got him simped out I'll be damned if a bitch get me that down No trust in a bitch, that's how niggas get clipped now Fucked around and done took his whole rib out Yea! Aye aye aye Lani, switch it up Come and get yo lick back; you just got yo shit snatched I ain't with the chit chat Popping percs like tic tac Spin back get yo shit whacked Talk and get yo head tapped Lurking lay the seat back Mobbin' in the Scat pack Twin glocks in the backpack, but this ain't no suit life, Zack Endo my number one trigga. Cam Bam you know you my nigga Pray for the day we get bigger. My typa switch make you dimmer Eat off yo bitch like she dinner. Hoe fucked me like she a sinner Would've thought the bitch- a stripper. Called the lift to come and get her All my liquor in her liver Choppa make yo spine shiver. Flawed niggas make me bitter When my finger start to quiver; bodies dropping like it's litter (BITCH) Come and get yo lick back. You just got yo shit snatch I just fucked yo bitch; I'm sorry, come here, come get yo bitch back Choppa onomatopoeia -way that bitch go click, clack I'm the shit no diarrea -see why they onmy dick, aye Come and get yo lick back. You just got your shit snatch I just fucked yo bitch; I'm sorry, come here, come get yo bitch back Choppa onomatopoeia -way that bitch go click, clack I'm the shit no diarrea -see why they onmy dick, aye

Like, what the fuck bro? Like, what the fuck bro? GANG! Aye Lani... what the fuck bro? Niggas gotta problem I don't get it like, what the fuck bro? Really pay no knowledge but right now I'm off the henndo I won't ever change up on the gang, I'm with the same bros You know that I'm shining, luminescent, with a big glow I just do my stepping, so you step? Like, what the fuck bro? Send 'em up to Heaven, I'm hot as Hell so I don't get cold Say you wanna fuck, lil bae, I'm sorry I don't dig hoes Young nigga I'm poppin like some soda with some mentos If we beefing send a stepper, not no rookie Hunnid K for a show or don't book me Had your bitch in the car, she gave me cookie She said the pussy real bald, I had a look-see She told me put it all in and she took it She was squirming so I leaned and hit it crooked If you searching for a problem, keep on looking When me, Endo in the stu, just know we cooking Riding round town on some Forgiato spinners Please don't worry bout the gang cause we some motherfuckin' killers Bring your bitch round me, I might just fuck around and drill her Opps pack got us banging chest like a fucking 'rilla, Bitch! Safe to say I'm proud, I'm black as fuck like Kunta Kinte 5Star we be cooking. I'm hot as fuck; caliente I might kick her walls, no dojo, she call me sensei She gone eat it up, her favorite dish she say it's gourmet Don't want the beef like pastrami I gotta driller that Lani He think he hot sauce, on em like 5stars. Price on his head and you know that I'm hunting They saying endo too cunning. Ain't no band, better trust I'm drumming Slide like electric, maybe I'm stunning? Slide to the next bitch, slid in her stomach Okay, Im at the top like an attic. He moving sparatic, take his breath like asthmatic I never needed a tactic, just get to the snapping, my gun get to clapping Who did it? No evidence, won't catch me slippin' It's evident, really be pimpin' Maybe that's why they hate on a nigga? Niggas gotta problem I don't get it like, what the fuck bro? Really pay no knowledge but right now I'm off the henndo I won't ever change up on the gang, I'm with the same bros You know that I'm shining, luminescent, with a big glow! I just do my stepping, so you step? Like, what the fuck bro? Send 'em up to Heaven, I'm hot as Hell so I don't get cold Say you wanna fuck, lil bae, I'm sorry I don't dig hoes Young nigga I'm poppin like some soda with some mentos

Girl what you thinking? Why you so distant? Come on, we used to have it all This shit is sickening, check engine blinking. This ain't feeling right at all Cause you stay on my mind, thinking bout you all night Come on, put up a fight. Please don't let this shit die I been in the deep end, pour up every single weekend Called your phone with no response, just steadied ringing Defense, tried to hide that you was creeping Tweaking, I'm addicted got me feinding On my mind, thinking bout you all night Come on, put up a fight. Please don't let this shit die What you doing ain't right, out in public with a nigga on the side Yeah I admit it, it was wrong for me to lie I'm just used to really locking shit inside Can't make this shit up. Gamble my heart no ounce of luck No wonder why I lock it up. Frostbite, my heart is cold to touch We can be patient, ain't no rush Rosey cheeks when I make you blush You think I'm in it for the lust, though I don't mind it's more of love Cause you stay on my... On my mind This type of love is hard to find, know you don't think that I'm your type But that energy resides when I get between your thighs and start to hit it from behind Cap all you want but I know we vibe Girl what you thinking? Why you so distant? Come on, we used to have it all This shit is sickening, check engine blinking. This ain't feeling right at all Cause you stay on my mind, thinking bout you all night Come on, put up a fight. Please don't let this shit die I been in the deep end, pour up every single weekend Called your phone with no response, just steadied ringing Defense, tried to hide that you was creeping Tweaking, I'm addicted got me feinding On my mind, thinking bout you all night Come on, put up a fight. Please don't let this shit die

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

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