Touchdown

Swag - touchdown, touchdown
 I just wrote a play and made a touchdown, touchdown
 A hundred racks a day that is a touchdown, touchdown
 Both hands up cause it's a touchdown, touchdown
 Shawty get out my way! (Go!) Shawty get out my way!
 Stay up on to that boy, it's twelve points in your face (uhh)
 Shawty get out my way! (Uh-oh!) Shawty get out my way!
 Stay up on to that boy, it's twelve points in your face (uhh)
 Beezy gon' stay up on, make it rich mane
 Ridin in my Hummer, twenty-eight with a switchblade
 Girls on your bumper cause I swags it like Kinte
 And you know I got twelve writ, call me Wednesday
 Call up Antonio, that step stair monster
 I'm gon' let my chain hang like Lil B The Based God
 Twenty-five on my whip got them girls screamin "Hey, uhh
 Ooh, can we get yo' autograph?" I guess
 Yeah I'm ridin in that 'Vette, twenty inches on the track
 And you know what's comin next, Soulja TellEm 'bout to flip
 Girls bout to trip, on my whip, cause you know I flip whip
 With that ice cake, no kiss me on my neck hahhhh!
 Girls know my name; two pistols on me
 So I strut like Max Payne - 'bout to make it rain
 Try to snatch my chain then that nine touch yo' brain
 Rearrange yo' frame and I rap like Gucci Mane
 Ridin in that van, please tell me what is next
 Bubble Chevy dawg, back in the day I break 'em all
 Breakin all the laws, only the fools follow the rules
 I was ridin around my school with a backpack plus a tool
 The chopper will hit you fools if that boy disrespects
 Man I'm swagged up with hella tattoos on my neck, yuh!
 Hella swagged up, see the Gucci stashed up
 Make a nigga back up, chopper flash if he act up