Stylo G ft. Vybz Kartel, The FaNaTiX & Nicki – Touch Down (Remix) Lyrics

Stylo G ft. Vybz Kartel, The FaNaTiX & Nicki – Touch Down (Remix) Lyrics

[Intro: Nicki Minaj] Young Money!
I’m in the UK
FaNaTiX

[Verse 1: Stylo G]
Just touch down inna the airport (Mm-hmm)
Tracksuit and me airforce (Mm-hmm)
All of me gyal dem love me (Mm-hmm)
All the one weh seh me ugly (Mm-hmm)
She go spot me designer (Mm-hmm)
She wan’ 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 a swag dem (Mm-hmm)
Loius deh pon mi bag dem (Mm-hmm)

[Pre-Chorus: 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 wan’ try piece

[Chorus: Stylo G]
Same suh we dweet (Mm-hmm, mm-hmm)
Suh me dweet (Mm-hmm, mm-hmm)

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Ayo!
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 fvck 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!ck good when mi man reach
Now your boyfriend wan try piece

[Chorus: Stylo G with Nicki Minaj]
Same suh we dweet (Mm-hmm, mm-hmm)
Suh me dweet (Mm-hmm, mm-hmm)

[Verse 3: 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 f00l
This yah Beretta yah nyam nuff niqqa food (Mm-hmm)
Jah know da riddim yah sick, you see (Mm-hmm)
fvck Vicky, make Nicki see (Mm-hmm)
Me haffi represent Brixton (Mm-hmm)
Pon the bloodclaat Brit Jam, big song (Mm-hmm)
She a boom off mi hood inna the front seat
Me cum, she cum plea head up fi it
Count G’s, bun weed, hump fee don’t come cheap
Steppin’ inna the club, nuff punk leave

[Verse 4: 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 dat (Mm-hmm)
Man a shooter me never miss so anytime gyal want back shot (Mm-hmm)
Put that money pon di table (Mm-hmm)
Meck me friends them live life dare to
Me a celebrate dem a celebrate to (Mm-hmm)
Tell ’em gyal deh fi stay to (Mm-hmm)

[Pre-Chorus: Stylo G]
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 wan’ try piece

[Chorus: Stylo G]
Same suh we dweet (Mm-hmm, mm-hmm)
Suh me dweet (Mm-hmm, mm-hmm)