ฟังเพลงTouch Down 2 Cause Hell (Bow Bow Bow)

Touch Down 2 Cause Hell(Bow Bow Bow) - HD4PRESIDENT

Lyrics by：Terry Williamson/Noah Davis

Composed by：Terry Williamson/Noah Davis

Baow baow baow

Baow baow baow

Baow baow baow

Nah nah nah nah

Nah nah nah nah nah

Yeah

Ayy yeah yeah yeah

Lil' trebble made the beat

He only had to play it once

I say hold up

Shawty smokin' zaza out the pack

I told her roll up

N***as muggin' stupid

Lookin' crazy like they know us

You ain't got no money

Plus you bummy and you tore up

You pretty but b***h so what HD

Me and Boosie in the maybach

Good and full of liquor

Seen a cutie with some booty

Tryna jugg her with this pickle

All my n***as rollin' backwoods

They don't around with swishers

I been on his

I just was on her sister yeah

Leanin' off the juice

I got wock' up in my double cup

Baby gettin' money

But lil' know you can't with us

Thirty grand stuffed up in my jeans

Yeah it's up with us got some bands

You ain't 'bout that

So what you buckin' for

I touched down at 1145 1145

Bustdown and a Draco when I slide

I with 54 that swim team they gon' dive

I said don't turn me down no

It's up no comin' down turn me up

Is that purple I smell

Bad on my trail

Turnin' up by myself

Bustdown on my left

I be doin' my step

Lil' trebble made the beat

On all my belt

Racked up with them bales

Big blunts on my scale

Still screamin' 12

I touch down to 'cause hell

Touch down to 'cause hell

Touch down to 'cause hell

Turn up on these

I been runnin' up a bag now

Dolce and Gabbana

I got Gucci on my now

I can hit your

I ain't gotta put my MAC down

I been

Out in Houston back to Sac-town

Ooh ooh

My expensive so

I buy her Jimmy choo choo

And I'm rollin' like a train

Hollerin' choo choo

I'm retarded in the brain

I got loose screws

Ain't do no play

But that's my dog like it's Blues Clues

Never back down from a soul

You know me a warrior me a warrior

I just hit the mall with your ho

And you know I'm spoilin' her

Yeah I'm spoilin' her HD

Is that purple I smell

Bad on my trail

Turnin' up by myself

Bustdown on my left

I be doin' my step

Lil' trebble

Gucci on all my belt

Racked up with them bales

Big blunts on my scale

Still screamin' 12

I touch down to 'cause hell

Touch down to 'cause hell

Touch down to 'cause hell

Ay nah nah nah nah

Nah nah nah nah nah

Ayy yeah yeah yeah yeah

HD

Lil' trebble made the beat

He only had to play it once