Luyện nghe bài hát Touchdown

Sit back and let this shit clog up yo' mind (hey)
Mind (hey) (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
Sit back and let thug shit clog up yo' mind
Touchdown in the endzone, it like a field goal
Get the extra points, tell me what's the real
Tell me who's the ho? Baby it's official
referee (brrrrrr) bitch blow the whistle
Tell her to blow it, ain't no man, get this motherfucker poppin man
Treat it like a prostitute and I'm in the game, this arm robbery man
Touchdown in the endzone mean man, better get some
goal, now my friends on, countin Benjamins in the real zone
What's the real score? Bitches is wantin to stay on the dick
What we here fo'? To get mo', why we be mobbin so thick
Quick to scream out Nation, put the screen on the hation
Ain't no time gon' be wastin, been patiently waitin
We have them and panty parties, bitches be doin us favors
Wanna thank ya for the flavor, you know I'm never savor
you gave up, was precious doll, you the shiznit, you put it down
I it when you get wild, I love you screamin "Touchdown"
[Hook: C] + (Dre Ghost)
Put your hands in the air (bitch go and show me somethin!)
Put my nuts on your chin (bitch go ahead and me somethin!)
Now do it again and again bitch (bitch go ahead and me somethin!)
(Won't you show me somethin, go ahead and me somethin!)
What your momma is? (Bitch go ahead and show me somethin!)
Did she really kids? (Bitch go ahead and show me somethin!)
And who the your next of kin? (Bitch go ahead and show me somethin!)
(Won't you show me somethin, go and show me somethin!)
Don't break it ain't over, over
Don't leave now, it ain't over, feel the party gettin started
You flawless should be the law, got a nigga wantin to break you off
Come here girl, that off, that body right there was made to floss
Made for me, Thin a piece, give Dre a shot, he rock the cock
L.D.T. make panties drop, oh you one of them kind like to block?
Oh you like to watch? Get you popcorn, and watch the movie
Kick up your toes, I suppose, you gon' be comin up out of clothes
And there you go, knows, behind closed do's
Freaks exposed, and hoes, wanna do me right after the show
Hey, ain't nothin wrong, with a little bit of and grindin
Tell me yo' age, me yo' license, we ain't goin out like Tyson
try again, we dig you too, but the main thang is cooperatin
Cause that-a way you get some play, and it just might make yo' day
Cause the official blow the whistle, when you steppin out of bounds
In yo' city or in yo' town, this how it's down
in the endzone, kicked it like a field goal
Get the extra points, tell me what's the score?
Tell me who's the ho? Baby it's official
referee (brrrrrr) bitch blow the whistle
Ay, ay, ay. ay, ay...
Ay, ay, ay. ay, ay...
Grannys, aunts, sisters,
We don't a fuck, we love dime pieces
Got me a condom, let me release
Let me see Victoria Secrets
Fuck the drama, you can it
Taffy's and Tootsie Rolls
Fuck that, me the pussy hole
I'm to the point, a thug
And should I say, they me love
Went to the room, straight the club
All y'all can leave with us
You a good sport, and we with
Charity baby, give
Shower me baby, dig
Let me hit that, let me hit