Touchdown

作曲：M. Mathers,C. Harris

When we touch down (in the Midwest we okay

E'rybody know them southern boys love that bass)

Atlanta go bananas, Alabama, 'weesiana

Mississippi, Ten-a-keys, every muhfuckin' state

When we touch down

(Go right from the plane to the Range)

When we touch down

(On a private plane, gettin' brains, 'til we)

Touch down, there ain't no way to keep 'em quiet

With T.I. and Shady, baby

We 'bout to incite a riot when we touch down

When we get in town, you know how we gettin' down

Pull up clean, then we hop on out

Snatch all the freaks, then walk on out

I'm livin' what they talking 'bout, shinin' if it dark or not

That one hundred E-X-double R

You'll find that in the parkin' lot

You barkin' up the wrong tree, I do this ** for zone three

Four, five and six as well as one, Atlanta I'm forever, son

Still be on whatever **, ridin' blowin' heavy smoke

Ay, Em, you better tell them folk, won't hesitate to let 'em go

They know I put that green light on them haters

Keep on tryin' me, I put that beam right on your tater (pow!)

Now you don't wanna see T.I.P. outrageous

Try to keep him in a cage, but somehow he keep escapin'

That's why I be on vacation, Virgin Island I be takin'

Private planes out to Spain, I keep on flyin', I ain't fakin'

The money ain't a thang, think I'm lyin', you're mistaken

You can find long lines of all kinds of ** waitin'

When we touch down, in the Midwest we okay

E'rybody know them southern boys love that bass

(Atlanta go bananas, Alabama, 'weesiana

Mississippi, Ten-a-keys, every muhfuckin' state

When we touch down)

Go right from the plane to the Range

(When we touch down)

On a private plane, gettin' brains, 'til we

(Touch down, there ain't no way to keep 'em quiet

With T.I. and Shady, baby

We 'bout to incite a riot when we touch down)

Welcome to the Midwest, yes, where them Detroit playas ball

Like you have no idea, the boy is here

Got the whole place looking like it's candy painted

Ain't it like we left the kids at home

And just let 'em loose with the crayons?

**, I just hit a jogger, people lookin' like Frogger

They hoppin' out of the way

Whenever they see Marshall's car comin'

The kids painted my windows with black permanent marker

And let the rest of the car carpet color like swirl pops

And I got the bass thumpin'

But I'm bound to bump into somethin'

Kids are flyin' through the air lookin' like they krumpin'

The way they tumblin', I gotta do somethin'

But as soon as I hit the car wash to get the tar off

They just right back at it tomorrow

They're like, "Dad, this is in, so you're with the trends"

"This is for the pimps

Listening 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 (in the Midwest we okay

E'rybody know them southern boys love that bass)

Atlanta go bananas, Alabama, 'weesiana

Mississippi, Ten-a-keys, every muhfuckin' state

When we touch down

(Go right from the plane to the Range)

When we touch down

(On a private plane, gettin' brains, 'til we)

Touch down, there ain't no way to keep 'em quiet

With T.I. and Shady, baby

We 'bout to incite a riot when we touch down

From my arrival, until my departure

Guarantee I put this **-** in somebody daughter

Ay, I still have my way with the ladies way cross the water

Flew to Paris from Haiti, did some ** that I thought of

It's ironic that the ** that we poppin' makes us psychotic

Then treaten corporate America

That's why they runnin' from me

How could they be so ignorant?

Look what hip-hop done brung us!

It's allowed us to run a business, legitimated our moneys

Got us out of the ghettos and relocated our mommies

I made it all the way here, ain't no way you takin' it from me

So excuse me, Oprah, honey, I'm sorry, really I promise

But **, ** and hoes do exist, I'm just bein' honest

For that am I being punished? Why is you so astonished?

Now, I ain't got a degree, just intelligence in abundance

So you ain't gotta like me, I know billions of folks who love me

You can tell how they yellin' and screamin' and waiting for me

When we touch down, in the Midwest we okay

E'rybody know them southern boys love that bass

(Atlanta go bananas, Alabama, 'weesiana

Mississippi, Ten-a-keys, every muhfuckin' state

When we touch down)

Go right from the plane to the Range

(When we touch down)

On a private plane, gettin' brains, 'til we

(Touch down, there ain't no way to keep 'em quiet

With T.I. and Shady, baby

We 'bout to incite a riot when we touch down)