Jazze Pha - When I Touch Down lyrics

(Jazze) 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 sh** you got say We gotta special guest in the house tonight Little Fate in this b**h, 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 n***a oops its too late Ya ho chose Fate guess she wasn't ya soulmate I f**ed 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 b**h Hoes scream when I step up from parkin the whip I ain't conceded dogg, I'm just confident Them n***as heat it cuz they b**hes give me compliments (Hook) (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 n***as 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 f** you think (Hook) (Fate) That's my girl, you dudes k** me wit your reactions While she in the VIP sippin up and laughing Yall no rank n***as 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) [Outro] An they don't know, about them real thrill n***as Down south who de runnin this sh** An they don't know, about them mid-west hustlers, gangstas an pimps An they don't know, about them up north n***as 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 co*k market cash winnin weekend 2000 dollars going out to the fattest p**y 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 n***as You'll get a gold haircut to the n***a who cuff his ho the most This is W-J-I-V-E, oh sh** go back shorty You know what, f** it next song