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Just Touched Down

Big KRIT

K.R.I.T. Wuz Here

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[Intro:] Let's get it shawty This for all my real players (yeah) Sounds so soulful, don't you agree? (ay what the beat this 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... [Hook:] I just touched down (touched down) Aye what it is shawty (yeah) I'm going places shawty I just touched down (touched down) Aye what it is shawty (yeah) I'm going places shawty I just touched down (touched down) Aye what it is shawty (yeah) I'm going places shawty I just touched down Just-just j-just-just j-just down I just-just j-just-just j-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 [Hook] [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 of slither on the syrup I'be been sippin Came out my momma's womb breathing life into this pimpin' [Hook] [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 [Hook]
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