Touch Down - White N3rd Remix

Young Money!
 I'm in the UK
 FaNaTiX
 Just touch down inna the airport (Mm-hmm)
 Tracksuit and me airforce (Mm-hmm)
 All of me gyal dem love me (Mm-hmm)
 All the one weh seh me ugly (Mm-hmm)
 She go spot me designer (Mm-hmm)
 She wan' give me the vagina (Mm-hmm)
 Everything a from London Bond Street
 Nothing never come from China (Mm-hmm)
 A me pop off me tag dem (Mm-hmm)
 Me new Benz it a mad dem (Mm-hmm)
 Everyday me a swag dem (Mm-hmm)
 Loius deh pon mi bag dem (Mm-hmm)
 See me no too swim me no like beach
 And me too black me no like bleach (What?)
 Phone no stop ring when I might reach
 Even your girl wan' try piece
 Same suh we dweet (Mm-hmm, mm-hmm)
 Suh me dweet (Mm-hmm, mm-hmm)
 Ayo!
 Just touched down inna the G5 (Mm-hmm)
 You know I'm buzzin' like a beehive (Mm-hmm)
 We still bumpin' to dat C5 (Mm-hmm)
 Fendi prints pon mi knee highs (Mm-hmm)
 Body goodie so mi mad dem (Mm-hmm)
 Face pretty, me ah problem (Mm-hmm)
 Everything from Paris, Milan
 Straight off the runway when I grab dem (Mm-hmm)
 Platinum plaques in my office (Mm-hmm)
 Turned down million dollar offers (Mm-hmm)
 I don't fuck with the middle man low ranks (Mm-hmm)
 I'ma only meet wit the bosses (Mm-hmm)
 Si mi nuh too swim, mi no like beach
 Gal dem wah mi give 'em, mi nah like teach
 Ride the dick good when mi man reach
 Now your boyfriend wan try piece
 Same suh we dweet (Mm-hmm, mm-hmm)
 Suh me dweet (Mm-hmm, mm-hmm)
 Just touched down like NASA (Mm-hmm)
 Nicki pum-pum fatter (Mm-hmm)
 While you deh a your job (Mm-hmm)
 Your girl givin' me a blowjob (Mm-hmm)
 Ha-ha-ha-ha (Mm-hmm)
 More balls than Liverpool (Mm-hmm)
 Well bad dawg, we no fool
 This yah Beretta yah nyam nuff nigga food (Mm-hmm)
 Jah know da riddim yah sick, you see (Mm-hmm)
 Fuck Vicky, make Nicki see (Mm-hmm)
 Me haffi represent Brixton (Mm-hmm)
 Pon the bloodclaat Brit Jam, big song (Mm-hmm)
 She a boom off mi hood inna the front seat
 Me cum, she cum plea head up fi it
 Count G's, bun weed, hump fee don't come cheap
 Steppin' inna the club, nuff punk leave
 Just touch round a di hotspot (Mm-hmm)
 Have a mill inna the rack sack (Mm-hmm)
 Tell Biggy seh fi lock that (Mm-hmm)
 But him busy pan him what's app (Mm-hmm)
 Seh a gyal want link fi the fat cock (Mm-hmm)
 Me seh dog just maths dat (Mm-hmm)
 Man a shooter me never miss so anytime gyal want back shot (Mm-hmm)
 Put that money pon di table (Mm-hmm)
 Meck me friends them live life dare to
 Me a celebrate dem a celebrate to (Mm-hmm)
 Tell 'em gyal deh fi stay to (Mm-hmm)
 See me no too swim me like beach
 And me too black me no like bleach
 Phone no stop ring when I might reach
 Even your girl wan' try piece
 Same suh we dweet (Mm-hmm, mm-hmm)
 Suh me dweet (Mm-hmm, mm-hmm)