Touch Down - Remix

Young Money
I'm in the UK
FaNaTiX

Just touch down inna the airport (mm-hmm)
Tracksuit and me Air Force (mm-hmm)
All a me gyal dem love me (mm-hmm)
Only one weh seh me ugly (mm-hmm)

She go spot me designer (mm-hmm)
She wan' give me the vagina (mm-hmm)
Everything a from London Bond Street
Nothing never come from China (mm-hmm)

A me pop off me tag dem (mm-hmm)
Me new Benz it a mad dem (mm-hmm)
Everyday me swag dem (mm-hmm)
Louis deh pon mi bag dem(mm-hmm)

See me no too swim me no like beach
And me too black me nuh like bleach (what?)
Phone no stop ring when a night reach
Even your gyal wan' try piece

Same suh me dweet (mm-hmm, mm-hmm)
Suh me dweet (mm-hmm, mm-hmm)

Ayo
Just touched down inna the G5 (mm-hmm)
You know I'm buzzin' like a beehive (mm-hmm)
We still bumpin' to dat C5 (mm-hmm)
Fendi prints pon mi knee highs (mm-hmm)

Body goodie so mi mad dem (mm-hmm)
Face pretty, me ah problem (mm-hmm)
Everything from Paris, Milan
Straight off the runway when I grab dem (mm-hmm)

Platinum plaques in my office (mm-hmm)
Turned down million dollar offers (mm-hmm)
I don't fuck with the middle man low ranks (mm-hmm)
I'ma only meet wit the bosses (mm-hmm)

Si mi nah to swim, mi no like beach
Gal dem wah mi give 'em, mi nah like teach
Ride the dick good when mi man reach
Now your boyfriend wan try piece

Same suh we dweet (mm-hmm, mm-hmm)
Suh me dweet (mm-hmm, mm-hmm)

Just touched down like NASA (mm-hmm)
Nicki pum-pum fatter (mm-hmm)
While you deh a your job (mm-hmm)
Your girl givin' me a blowjob (mm-hmm)

Ha-ha-ha-ha (mm-hmm)
More balls than Liverpool (mm-hmm)
Well bad dawg, we no fool
This yah Beretta yah nyam nuff nigga food (mm-hmm)

Jah know da riddim yah sick, you see (mm-hmm)
Fuck Vicky, make Nicki see (mm-hmm)
Me haffi represent Brixton (mm-hmm)
Pon the bloodclaat Brit Jam, big song (mm-hmm)
She a boom off mi hood inna the front seat
Me cum, she cum plea head up fi it
Count G's, bun weed, hump fee don't come cheap
Steppin' inna the club, nuff punk leave

Just touch round a di hotspot (mm-hmm)
Have a mill inna di rack sack (mm-hmm)
Tell Biggy seh fi lock that (mm-hmm)
But him busy pan him WhatsApp (mm-hmm)

Seh a gyal want link fi di fat cock (mm-hmm)
Me seh dog just maths that (mm-hmm)
Man a shooter me never miss so anytime gyal want back shot (mm-hmm)

Put that money pon di table (mm-hmm)
Mek mi friend dem live life dare to
Mi a celebrate dem a celebrate too (mm-hmm)
Tell dem gyal deh fi stay to (mm-hmm)

See me no too swim me like beach
And me too black me no like bleach
Phone no stop ring when a night reach
Even your girl wan' try piece

Same suh we dweet (mm-hmm, mm-hmm)
Suh me dweet (mm-hmm, mm-hmm)
Same suh we dweet (mm-hmm, mm-hmm)
Suh me dweet (mm-hmm, mm-hmm)



Credits
Writer(s): Jason Andre Mcdermott, Curtis James, Mark Waxkirsh, Adrian Francis
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