When I Touch Down Lyrics

When I Touch Down lyrics

(Jazze)
Yeah, W-J-I-V-E radio
You damn right we jam
The phone lines are
ringin off the hook
But I'm not gon awnser them cuz I don't wanna hear shit
you got say
We gotta special guest in the house tonight
Little Fate in
this bitch, an probly in yours
So here's the number 1 song in the night,
when I touch down, by lil Fate

(Hook)
Now don't get mad at me cuz ya
hoe outta pocket and she chose (she chose)
Just charge it to the game and
find another dame cuz
I'm already outta the dough (of the dough) for sure we
big pimpin
We blow but keep sippin, this is every day livin
Wood grain an
chrome spinnin, hhen I touch down
When I touch down

(Fate)
When I
touch down boys frown cuz girls flock around
Lil shorty from the A-Town hit
the club and buy a round for the whole place
Girls a henny straight wit no
chase
I'm like skin deep, Bo legged and cute face
An aggressive playa I
stay abroad like 2nd base
Gone an cuppa my nigga oops its too late
Ya hoe
chose Fate guess she wasn't ya soulmate
I fucked her on the first date while
you spoilt her for months straight
So what is it bout Fate that got these
girls attracted
Imma NVP playa I got the game mastered
Got girls, flippin
out like gymnastics
Gold I got carrots on my neck and wrist
A SS impala
dubbs on that bitch
Hoes scream when I step up from parkin the whip
I
ain't conceded dogg, I'm just confident
Them niggaz heat it cuz they bitches
give me compliments

(Hook)

(Fate)
Now when the spot get
shutdown fate Maude is the reason
Mink coat V.I.P. in, why you standin inna
long line freezin
Holdin ya p an, ya girl whisperin come pick me up this
evening
Once you done dropped her off, just so I can knock her off
An
expose the lingerie ya just brought man
You can't picture my league I gotta
home run stroke
After I poke it run home to find a goodbye note
She in
love wit me folded
Thas all that she wrote
An she love the way I de-rub
her and skid in her throat
She a freaky hoe, love the way my dick touch her
tonsils
An I get it for free thanks to niggaz like you who
sponsor
Shoppin sprees, Gucci purses you purchase
A 3-carrot ring thinkin
its gon make her change no way
Shoulda slowed ya rolls stop to think
Ya
can't turn a hoe into a wife fuck you
think

(Hook)

(Fate)
That's my girl, you dudes kill me wit your
reactions
While she in the VIP sippin up and laughing
Yall no rank niggaz
don't respect the captain
If she hustling you then you hustling
backwards
And thas sad dogg you coulda splirred on yaself
Stop trickin to
these broads they don't deserve ya wealth
Yall don't learn nothing else aint
he the little shorty
If ya had ya girl in line she woudnt find time to call
me

(Hook)

[Outro]
An they don't know, about them real thrill
niggaz
down south who de runnin this shit
An they don't know, about them
mid-west hustlers, gangstas an pimps
An they don't know, about them up north
niggaz who live ready to ride or die
An they don't know, bout them westside,
smoked out and they stay high

(Jazze)
Yeah, I hear you Baby Flex,
thas a hot one
Tha phone lines are ringin off the hook, so I'ma go ahead
turn my ring on
It's a cock market cash winnin weekend
2000 dollars going
out to the fattest pussy
That will be going down at welcome all ball
Chaka
Zulu will be judging
Also joined for the disturbin the peace, second annual
big titties contest
We also have a P price contest for yall niggaz
You'll
get a gold haircut to the nigga who cuff his hoe the most
This is W-J-I-V-E,
oh shit go back shorty
You know what, fuck it next song