
Touch Down 2 Cause Hell (Bow Bow Bow) (Remix) HD4President & 2 Chainz (Ft. Fredo Bang)
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[Intro: HD4President]
Baow, baow, baow
[Chorus: HD4President with Fredo Bang & 2 Chainz]
Nah-nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
Yeah
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah (Baow, baow, baow)
(Lil' Trebble made the beat, he only had to play it once)
[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
She gon' pat her weave when she was comin' out the beauty shop
Y'all niggas better duck when she be comin' with them booty shots
In the car backin' up, listenin' to Juvenile
Cocaine baggin' up, they sent my ass to juvenile
I ain't tryna put you down, but bring the friends that's cute around
They say it was hot, but all this jewelry I got cool you down
Crabs in a bucket, yeah, you know thеy try to pull you down
I ain't talkin' layin' up when I be sayin', "Shoot around"
I got on, like, tеn bracelets, take too long to take 'em off
Anytime you fall off, then get back up and shake it off
I remember time misunderstood like I wouldn't make it out
Be done bought your crib from your landlord and put you out
[Chorus: HD4President, Fredo Bang, and Both]
Nah-nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah (Baow, baow, baow)
Nah-nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah (Baow, baow, baow)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Baow, baow, baow
[Chorus: HD4President with Fredo Bang & 2 Chainz]
Nah-nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
Yeah
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah (Baow, baow, baow)
(Lil' Trebble made the beat, he only had to play it once)
[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
She gon' pat her weave when she was comin' out the beauty shop
Y'all niggas better duck when she be comin' with them booty shots
In the car backin' up, listenin' to Juvenile
Cocaine baggin' up, they sent my ass to juvenile
I ain't tryna put you down, but bring the friends that's cute around
They say it was hot, but all this jewelry I got cool you down
Crabs in a bucket, yeah, you know thеy try to pull you down
I ain't talkin' layin' up when I be sayin', "Shoot around"
I got on, like, tеn bracelets, take too long to take 'em off
Anytime you fall off, then get back up and shake it off
I remember time misunderstood like I wouldn't make it out
Be done bought your crib from your landlord and put you out
[Chorus: HD4President, Fredo Bang, and Both]
Nah-nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah (Baow, baow, baow)
Nah-nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah (Baow, baow, baow)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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