Touch Down (Explicit)

Touch Down (Explicit) - KSI/Stefflon Don

Lyrics by：Olajide Olatunji/Andrew John Shane/Stephanie Allen/Tuna Erlat

Composed by：Olajide Olatunji/Andrew John Shane/Stephanie Allen/Tuna Erlat

Produced by：Zagor

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Yo let me touch down

Let me touch down for a sec

Calling me a star when I go on a track

Feel me get paid with a check

Can't find a place that don't know me

Can't find a site that don't show me

I know many that wanna be me

But they can't be me 'cause I'm way too on it owning

Way too good when I'm owning

100 mil 'cause I'm owning

Shut up man and stop moaning

I break bread when I eat

Indirect with a Tweet if you wanna have some beef

Control alt and delete

Sign out and don't Tweet

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Everybody mad when I pull up in my car

White girl wicked and I know they pimping

Anyway back to the matter yeah they dunno 'bout it

Ain't nobody messin' with a rapper

They ain't got my letter

She say that my Nooki flutter at her wait a minute

White boy wasted he know he goin' in it

Backstroke like he tryna find some line up

Keep your fingers on it while

I'm scrolling through the grammar

Hold up wait a minute where you come from

Not too far from Edmonton

Eastside London

Big butt haffi get jumped on

Big butt haffi get grabbed up

And rude ting matter

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We so elite you don't rate that

Aim for tough you won't get that you won't get that

Copycats don't make it far so tell your chances au revoir

Adios sayonara

F**k you I'll make the drama start a scene queen fit

Threesome with the main chick

Threesome with your main b***h

Then go Waka Flocka with a choppa choppa

You done done it better than the other brother's

Other n***as shooting and I ain't talking cannons

Then I pull up all up in my s**t

But the swagger so coco it come in like Smiths

How they wanted that lit when it look like an orphan

Killing these b***hes like teenage abortions

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