I Camp, ha Touchdown, Touchdown, Touchdown, Can't
I seen you in a minute That's that long We know we got them bitches my name business Girl I'm at the W I you when I finish She never fuck with a nigga like me and I can And I don't give a fuck they say lil mama you bad as hell And every time she on the scene my baby gon' give 'em hell I know she bout bread on the side doin' hair and nails Gon' get it, make that money don't let it make you get it, I got money and I just might spend it on you If you act might call ya the boo Hop on a plane, a trip to Peru Hop on a plane, take a trip, take a Airports down, bag of bands We gon' do this, we gon' do this the right way We gon' do this, we gon' do shit the right way up, hop in, you know how it goes down And you know what's poppin' I touch down in your town
Touchdown, Touchdown, Touchdown, Touchdown, Touchdown, Touchdown,
Shawty like it I get it from the back yeah-yeah The way I break it in, you might leave in a wheel chair The way I break you in, you might try to your friends But tell them much cause she might pull up in that Benz I know bitches ain't shit but I'ma treat you like my queen Might hit sex no less and a nigga don't do those Next show up in some Dolce jeans I you last man had low paid dreams Baby you go, 4k for the rings If you ain't every day for a queen hold that I've been broke so long I swear to God that I go back Walk in Louis V, it up and make it right back Blow those bands and say I did it on If she don't act right I'm it I little mama can't wait for a nigga to touchdown
Touchdown, Touchdown, Touchdown, Touchdown, Touchdown, Touchdown,
Blow those bands and say I did it on Did it on accident, did it on Blow those and say I did it on accident Did it on accident, did it on
Touchdown, Touchdown, Touchdown, Touchdown, Touchdown, Touchdown,
In a distance We got My business I'm at the W, call you when I'm finished When I'm I'm finished I Camp, ha