Letra de canción descargada de: https://www.albumcancionyletra.com ------------------------------------------ T I Ft Eminem - Touchdown ------------------------------------------ when we touchdown everybody kno them southern boys love that bass atlanta go bananas, alabama, louisian mississippi tenekeys, every muthafuckin state when we touchdown go right from the plane 2 tha range when we touchdown on the private plane gettin brain, till we touchdown, eh aint no way 2 keep em quiet wit ti and shady baby we bout 2 move side a ride when we touchdown TI when we get in town, u know how we getting down pull a cling an hop on out, snatch all the freaks then walk on out im livin what they talkin bout, shinin if it dark or not that 100 dx double r, you'll find that in the parkin lot you barkin up the wrong tree, i do this shit for zone 3 4 5 and 6 as well as 1, atlanta im foreva son still b on wateva coat, grindin blowin heavy smoke him u betta tell em fo, wont hesitate 2 let him go they know i put that green light on them haters keep on tryin me ill put that beam right on ya tater, (bow wow wow wow) u dont wanna see TIP be irate, try to keep in a cage but some how he keep escapin thats why i be on vacation, virgin island i b takin private planes out to spain, now keep on flyin i aint fakin the money aint a thing, think im lyin your mistaken you can find long lines, and all kinds of bitches waitin when we touchdown theres no need 2 ask me, ok everybody kno them southern boys love that bass atlanta go bananas, alabama, louisian mississippi tenekeys, every muthafuckin state when we touchdown go right from the plane 2 tha range when we touchdown on the private plane gettin brain, n we touchdown, eh aint no way 2 keep em quiet wit ti and shady baby we bout 2 move side a ride when we touchdown Eminem Welcome to the Midwest, Yes Where the Detroit players, ball like you have no idea The boy is here Got the whole place lookin like its candy painted, aint it Like we left the kids at home and just let em loose with the crayons Fuck, I just hit a jogger People lookin like frogger They Hoppin out the way whenever they see marshalls car comin The kids painted my windows with black, permanent marker And left the rest of the car color cover like swirl pops And I got the bass thumpin but im bound to bump into something Kids are flyin through the air lookin like they're crumpin, the way theyre tumbling I gotta do something But soon as I hit the carwash, to get the tar off Then it?s right back at it tomorrow Theyre like dad, this is in,so get with the trend This is for the pimps, listenin to mims, nail polish on the rims And now it's custom chrome, but I gotta go do a show So go on with your bad self, just have it back to normal when I Touch Down theres no need 2 ask me, ok everybody kno them southern boys love that bass atlanta go bananas, alabama, louisian mississippi tenekeys, every muthafuckin state when we touchdown go right from the plane 2 tha range when we touchdown on the private plane gettin brain, n we touchdown, eh aint no way 2 keep em quiet wit ti and shady baby we bout 2 move side a ride when we touchdown TI from my arrival , till my departure i guarantee i put this d-i-c-k in somebody daughter, ey i still have my way with the ladies across the water flew from paris to haiti, jus some shit that i thought of its ironic kind of shit that we buy man, make us psychotic the threat 2 corporate america, then why they runnin from me how could they be so ignorant look at what hip hop den done its allowed us to run a business, we should of made it our moneys got us out the ghettos, relocated out mommies i made it all the way here, aint no way you takin it from me so excuse me oprah hunny im sorry really i promise but niggas bitches and hoes do exsist im jus bein honest but why am i bein punished why is u so astonished now i aint got a degree jus intelligence in abundance so u aint gotta like me i know millions folks that love me well u can tell how they yellin and screamin an waitin for me when i touchdown theres no need 2 ask me, ok everybody kno them southern boys love that bass atlanta go bananas, alabama, louisian mississippi tenekeys, every muthafuckin state when we touchdown go right from the plane 2 tha range when we touchdown on the private plane gettin brain, n we touchdown, eh aint no way 2 keep em quiet wit ti and shady baby we bout 2 move side a ride when we touchdown