Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song When I Touch Down , by - Lil FateRelease date: 31.12.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
When I Touch Down |
| 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 ho 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 ho 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 niggas heat it cuz they bitches give me compliments |
| (Hook) |
| Now don’t get mad at me cuz ya ho 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) |
| 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 ho, love the way my dick touch her tonsils |
| An I get it for free thanks to niggas 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 ho into a wife fuck you think |
| (Hook) |
| Now don’t get mad at me cuz ya ho 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) |
| That’s my girl, you dudes kill me wit your reactions |
| While she in the VIP sippin up and laughing |
| Yall no rank niggas 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 ain’t he the little shorty |
| If ya had ya girl in line she woudnt find time to call me |
| (Hook) |
| Now don’t get mad at me cuz ya ho 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 |
| An they don’t know, about them real thrill niggas |
| 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 niggas 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 niggas |
| You’ll get a gold haircut to the nigga who cuff his ho the most |
| This is W-J-I-V-E, oh shit go back shorty |
| You know what, fuck it next song |