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Touchdown
7
Hip-Hop/Rap
Touchdown adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Marty King tarafından 15 Mart 2021 tarihinde yayınlandıSame Difference II
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Çıkış Tarihi15 Mart 2021
FirmaMarty King
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM61

Krediler

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
LaFerion Ty'Quoise Martin
LaFerion Ty'Quoise Martin
Songwriter
Jordan Robert Evans
Jordan Robert Evans
Songwriter

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Putting on the cleats now bout to score a touchdown
When I get the blue face imma get a buss down
Do a 9 to 5 put in work when the sun down
I can smell the fake dawg yeah like a blood hound
Miss me?
You miss me
Tryna whip the 10 speed
Copy my sauce man I just had some wing street
Killing make a killing I am sorry that's a instinct
Sharing my flows ain't good that too risky
Putting on the cleats now bout to score a touchdown
When I get the blue face imma get a buss down
Do a 9 to 5 put in work when the sun down
I can smell the fake dawg yeah like a blood hound
Miss me?
You miss me
Tryna whip the 10 speed
Copy my sauce man I just had some wing street
Killing make a killing I am sorry that's a instinct
Sharing my flows ain't good that too risky
I'm a real go getter
I'm a fire spitter
Don't try to copy my style even at the printer
I don't mean to ball this hard on sport center
See you tryna step in my lane yeah reconsider
Don't try to match me told 'em this is not tinder
Not with the sweet stuff but no I'm not bitter
People tryna watch me I don't need a babysitter
I can spring outta summer but fall in winter
When I make plans don't compromise
Tell XXL need a bigger size
I said I'm a legend but I'm disguise
I put in that work no exercise
You without me is like shoes with no laces teeth with no braces words with no spaces
Tryna go here and there see a few places
I can be extra but I'm not basic
Putting on the cleats now bout to score a touchdown
When I get the blue face imma get a buss down
Do a 9 to 5 put in work when the sun down
I can smell the fake dawg yeah like a blood hound
Miss me?
You miss me
Tryna whip the 10 speed
Copy my sauce man I just had some wing street
Killing make a killing I am sorry that's a instinct
Sharing my flows ain't good that too risky
Putting on the cleats now bout to score a touchdown
When I get the blue face imma get a buss down
Do a 9 to 5 put in work when the sun down
I can smell the fake dawg yeah like a blood hound
Miss me?
You miss me
Tryna whip the 10 speed
Copy my sauce man I just had some wing street
Money getter
Better watch ya lips heard you got the fillers
Because of Melanin they been tryna kill us
My delivery is good not because of sprinters
My ride is not a rental
Hey
No magic but here's a Tom Riddle
Why we do it big but know so little?
When it's done we gon' rot
Not too over the top
But when I cook foes you can hear the sizzle
On the go locomotive
Ima pop we ain't smoking
Rest In peace though wodie
Hope you not allergic cause I'm handing out the roses
I ain't going under so I might just need floaties
I'm hoping
This flow get me outta debt
Y'all run up the numbers which shoe fit best?
I need more of God to be honest me less
I'm bouta take off, shout out Kenny the Jet
Yeah
Putting on the cleats now bout to score a touchdown
When I get the blue face imma get a buss down
Do a 9 to 5 put in work when the sun down
I can smell the fake dawg yeah like a blood hound
Miss me?
You miss me
Tryna whip the 10 speed
Copy my sauce man I just had some wing street
Killing make a killing I am sorry that's a instinct
Sharing my flows ain't good that too risky
Putting on the cleats now bout to score a touchdown
When I get the blue face imma get a buss down
Do a 9 to 5 put in work when the sun down
I can smell the fake dawg yeah like a blood hound
Miss me?
You miss me
Tryna whip the 10 speed
Copy my sauce man I just had some wing street
Written by: Jordan Robert Evans, LaFerion Ty'Quoise Martin
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