Touchdown (Remix)

[Intro: O.T. Genasis] Word around town, I'm the man Break that bitch down to the grams Sixteen O's in a pound Quarterback drop, touchdown, nigga [Verse 1: O.T. Genasis] Touchdown, this the remix 108, three bricks Gotta move sixteen cause the shit sells Still flip a couple water bottles, but the shit smell Turned up, but I don't like niggas He a mark, Air Nike, nigga Niggas trippin' and I'm bustin' on site, nigga Window down, arm out, hitch hike, nigga Not a stoner, but I do move statue Hoes in my cashew, they like, is that you? Glock poppin', I ain't fuckin' with the lames Sellin' Sherman and I got the best corner in the game, what's up? [Hook: O.T. Genasis] Word around town, I'm the man, nigga Break that bitch down to the grams, nigga Sixteen O's in a pound nigga Quarterback drop, touchdown, nigga Touch, touch, touchdown, nigga Touch, touch, touchdown, nigga Touch, touch, touchdown, nigga Next day air, no ground, nigga [Verse 2: Busta Rhymes] Got the niggas on the strip, you know they pitch raw You ain't knowin' who you with, even my bitch ball Niggas hate the way I handle when they bitch call Couple ounces for me, sit up in they bitch brah Major distribution, what we dealin' with is facts Step up in the building bitch, we turn up to the max Chop a hater down like we cut him with an axe Watch him pop 'em in they crown if niggas think they all of that Spend a little money, (jewelry sicker on 'em) Put your bottles up (spill your liquor on 'em) It's the conglomerate, shit shutdown Taking over everything, touchdown! [Hook] [Verse 3: French Montana] Word around town, I'm the man nigga Want it all, bring it down to the grams nigga Bout it, Coupe 500 grand nigga You ain't talkin' money, I don't understand nigga Uptown nigga, bust down nigga Face down nigga, James Brown nigga Ass up with your legs shake Talkin' work know I gotta for the fan base It ain't how you get it, it's what you do with it Flip 21, 42 with it Two hands up, towndown nigga Hundred grams, lift you with the ground nigga [Hook] [Verse 4: Juicy J] Juicy J, no days off, full time hustlin' Shawty I'm the plug I ain't gotta touch nothin' Send 'em your way, I just gotta press a button If the price ain't right, nigga I ain't budgin' Niggas stompin' industries, they rims touchin' You lookin' like food and we got the munchies Quarterback legendary, John Elway Rhyme with the bulldog 38, no shell case G-5 take off for the coast A nigga been have more peels than Quaker Oats Taylor Gang flyin' first class on a paper plane With a foreign chick broad, still can't pronounce her name Stuff a 100 grand in a Honda Civic When you get it from the ground then the sky is the limit Gettin' face in the car from another nigga broad Smokin' football fields, rollin' up a 100 yards Touchdown [Hook] [Outro] Throw that shit like Peyton Throw that shit like Peyton Throw that shit like Peyton Hurry up, I got these other niggas waiting