Just Touched Down

[Intro]

(Let's get it, shawty)

This for all my real players (K-O!)

Sounds so soulful, don't you agree? (Aye, what the business here?)

So, what I want'chu to do

If you on your way and you 'bout to do it big

You can tell 'em, shawty;

[Chorus]

I just touched down—aye, what it is, shawty? (Yeah!)

I'm goin' places, shawty

I just touched down—aye, what it is, shawty? (Yeah!)

I'm goin' places, shawty

I just touched down—aye, what it is, shawty? (Yeah!)

I'm goin' places, shawty

I just touched down

Just—just—j-just—just—j-just—down

I just—just—j-just—just—j-just—just—

[Verse 1]

I just touched down in my city on chrome

Working wood wheel from a yella gettin' dome

Gators on my toes, love how I'm livin'

Aye, tell me what I'm doing if I ain't fuckin' pimpin'?

Gettin' money working overtime supernova shine

Wanna see a playa down and out

Ain't no clonin' mine

I'm one of a kind, colder though, make em hear the flo'

See do what I like been doing this since 2005

This ain't overnight

Show ya right, super duper tight, showing bumpa grill

Poppin' trunk, roll it smoke it up, crackin' hella seals

How it feel neva' eva' fuckin with my level

They be trying but no one can do it better

[Chorus]

I just touched down—aye, what it is, shawty? (Yeah!)

I'm goin' places, shawty

I just touched down—aye, what it is, shawty? (Yeah!)

I'm goin' places, shawty

I just touched down—aye, what it is, shawty? (Yeah!)

I'm goin' places, shawty

I just touched down

Just—just—j-just—just—j-just—down

I just—just—j-just—just—j-just—just—

[Verse 2]

I just got paid, working on a slab

When y'all was watching cartoons I was peeping Shafts

Acting bad, swangin' lane to lane, drippin candy paint

Ain't no ho this side of the Mississippi resist my candy thang

Fly without a plane

Debonair, throw without a care, hoes, they stop and stare

Toot it up triple boot it up, pop 'n lock it there

Drop it there, rock it there, I'm a motivator

Haters best keep walking if it ain't about paper

I'm trill, down like Four Flat

Tires on the cut-throat, SS, or a Cadillac

See, they might've slithered off the syrup I been sippin'

Came out my momma's womb breathin' life into this pimpin'

[Chorus]

I just touched down—aye, what it is, shawty? (Yeah!)

I'm goin' places, shawty

I just touched down—aye, what it is, shawty? (Yeah!)

I'm goin' places, shawty

I just touched down—aye, what it is, shawty? (Yeah!)

I'm goin' places, shawty

I just touched down

Just—just—j-just—just—j-just—down

I just—just—j-just—just—j-just—just—

[Verse 3]

You dealing with a country fly, certified country flow

M-I-crooked letter, the Return of 4eva ho

Super duper clean on the scene pop my collar back

Prada hella-fied when I'm round like selling power pats

K.R.I.T. P.I.M.P. owe you where my dollas at?

You ain't bout this vison that I'm kicking then don't holla back

Pimpin' is my child, stretching out for miles

Street and block approved on my whole professional

[Chorus]

I just touched down—aye, what it is, shawty? (Yeah!)

I'm goin' places, shawty

I just touched down—aye, what it is, shawty? (Yeah!)

I'm goin' places, shawty

I just touched down—aye, what it is, shawty? (Yeah!)

I'm goin' places, shawty

I just touched down

Just—just—j-just—just—j-just—down

I just—just—j-just—just—j-just—just—