Touch Down(feat. Nicki Minaj & Vybz Kartel) (Remix) - Stylo G/Nicki Minaj (妮琪·米娜)/Vybz Kartel (Adidja Azim Palmer)

Lyrics by：Adrian Francis/Curtis James/Jason Andre McDermott/Mark Waxkirsh

Nicki Minaj：

Young Money

I'm in the UK

FaNaTiX

Stylo G：

You just touch down inna the airport

Mm hmm

Tracksuit and me airforce

Mm hmm

All the gyal them love me

Mm hmm

All the one weh seh me ugly

Mm hmm

She go spot me designer

Mm hmm

She want 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 swag dem

Mm hmm

Loius deh pon mi bag dem

Mm hmm

Stylo G：

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 want try piece

I same so we dweet

Mm hmm

Mm hmm

So me dweet

Mm hmm

Nicki Minaj：

Ayo

Mm hmm

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 f**k 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 d**k good when mi man reach

Now your boyfriend wan try piece

Stylo G/Nicki Minaj：

I same so we dweet

Mm hmm

Mm hmm

So me dweet

Mm hmm

Mm hmm

Vybz Kartel：

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 n***a food

Mm hmm

You know da riddim yah sick you see

Mm hmm

F**k Vicky make Nicki see

Mm hmm

Me haffi represent Brixton

Mm hmm

Pon the bloodclaat Brit Jam big song

She a boom off mi hood inna the front seat

Me cum she cum plea head up fi it

Count G's bun ** hump fee don't come cheap

Steppin' inna the club nuff punk leave

Stylo G：

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 that

Mm hmm

Ay

Man a shooter me never miss so anytime gyal want back shot

Mm hmm

Put that money pan Di table

Mm hmm

Meck me friends them live life dare to

Mm hmm

Me a celebrate them a celebrate to

Mm hmm

Tell them 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 want try piece

I same so we dweet

Mm hmm

Mm hmm

So me dweet

Mm hmm

Mm hmm

I same so we dweet

Mm hmm

Mm hmm

So me dweet

Mm hmm

Mm hmm