Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Touch Down feat. Panther, artist - Apashe. Album song Copter Boy, in the genre Танцевальная музыка
Date of issue: 13.10.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: SBA Production LLC, a Warner Music Group Company
Song language: English
Touch Down feat. Panther |
One day it’s gon' rain on you |
Doin' women, got the murder stain |
Me and my niggas, we be stuntin' and sufferin' |
Stuntin' and sufferin', stuntin' and sufferin' |
Stuntin' and sufferin', nigga |
Any of you gettin high, runna block on a |
Had a lotta' dough, blowin' smoke |
We don’t fuck, what 'em haters know? |
(Tellin' 'em what we doin', Tellin' 'em what we talkin' bout) |
(We into this music, takes me into that) |
Make it bounce, look round |
Hoe that playin this sound, what now? |
When I touch down, bust down |
(Niggas goin' hate own you) |
(You'll still be rainin', brain on you) |
These hoes dancin', they’ll make you lose the dough |
They’re just so low, they’ll make me lose my soul |
I just focused, my brain is on slow-mo |
I just come here to make you lose control, lose control, lose control, |
lose control, lose control, lose control, lose control, lose control, |
lose control, lose control, lose control, lose control, lose control, |
lose control, lose control, lose control |
Any of you gettin high, runna block on a |
Had a lotta' dough, blowin' smoke |
We don’t fuck, what 'em hater know? |
Look round |
Hoe that playin this sound, what now? |
When I touch down, bust down |
Bust down |
Yeah, yeah |
Yeah, yeah |
Yeah, yeah |
Yeah, yeah |
What now? |
Touch down |
These hoes dancin', they’ll make you lose the dough |
They’re just so low, they’ll make me lose my soul |
I just focused, my brain is on slow-mo |
I just come here to make you lose control |
One day it’s gon' rain on you |
Doin' women, got the murder stain |
Me and my niggas, we be stuntin' and sufferin' |
Stuntin' and sufferin', stuntin' and sufferin' |
Stuntin' and sufferin', nigga |
Any of you gettin high, runna block on a |
Had a lotta' dough, blowin' smoke |
We don’t fuck, what 'em haters know |
(Tellin' 'em what we doin, tellin' 'em what we talkin bout) |
(We into this music, takes me into that) |
Make it bounce, look round |
Hoe that playin this sound, what now? |
When I touch down, bust down |
(Niggas goin' hate own you) |
(You'll still be rainin', brain on you) |
What em haters know? |
Bust down |
Look round |
Hoe that playin this sound, what know? |
When I touch down, bust down |
Bust down |
Yeah, yeah |
Yeah, yeah |
Yeah, yeah |
Yeah, yeah |
What now? |
Touch Down |