Touch The Ground

Lyrics

[Intro: Akon & SugarHill Keem] Elias Beats Hey, ladies, drop it down Just wanna see you touch the ground Don't be shy, girl, go bananza Shake your body like a belly dancer Hey, ladies, drop it down Just wanna see you touch the ground Don't be shy, girl, go bananza (Look, grrah) Shake your body like a belly dancer [Chorus: SugarHill Keem] We got booked wit' the knocks He came out same day (Fucking cop) You a bum and you sue EK (Grrah) You not OY, get the fuck out my face You better not lack 'cause I know where you lay (Grrah-grrah) Matt Sav, he got hit in his face (Grrah) Bri, your pussy was wack and it stink You pussy, you told, you snitched on the gang (What the fuck? Like, grrah-grrah) [Verse 1: SugarHill Keem & Sha EK] Remember days you was cryin' and shit (Look) You a rat, why you lyin' and shit? (Grrah-grrah) Ten toеs down, I'ma die for this shit (Look) You don't stay where you livе, you be hidin' and shit (Grrah-grrah, boom) [Refrain: Sha EK] You be duckin', that's a fact Spin through the Nick, tryna' blitz on a Makk Spun the twos, you wasn't there You play your block? Nigga, you was scared (On bro) [Verse 2: Sha EK & Edot Baby] It get graphic (Word) On the Oz, I can't talk on what happened (At all) Smokin' on Rippy, tryna catch a Munna On my dead, we gon' hop out on Stunna Die Rey, die Gz Nigga, we had you coppin' a plea (Grrah-grrah) I just texted your bitch, I ain't fuck her Tried to sue me, now you goin' under Grrah, grrah, grrah Nigga hatin', nigga fake You can't come to the hood, niggas made you a plate (Uh-huh, gang-gang-gang, grrah) Nigga hatin', nigga fake You can't come to the hood (Grrah), niggas made you a plate (Grrah-grrah, grrah, uh-huh, gang-gang-gang) Like, like (Baow-baow-baow) [Verse 3: Edot Baby & Akon] Okay, free Banga (Free bro) Me and brodie was puttin' in danger No, we wasn't flockin' at strangers (Baow, at all) We with the main ones, I heard you bangin' (Baow-baow-baow) You's sanctioned? Not at all I bet this chop make him touch the ground (Get on the floor) Lil' thottie, I get in her drawers (Baow) She throw it back (Baow), I'ma clap, no applause (Baow-baow-baow) [Refrain: Sha EK & SugarHill Keem] You be duckin', that's a fact Spin through the Nick, tryna' blitz on a Makk Spun the twos, you wasn't there You play your block? Nigga, you was scared That nigga a rat, he ain't toting no heat (At all) I see that boy, rock him right to sleep (Grrah) Ayy yo, E wit' the dot, put holes in that V (Grrah) [Chorus: SugarHill Keem] We got booked wit' the knocks He came out same day (Fucking cop) You a bum and you sue EK You not OY, get the fuck out my face You better not lack 'cause I know where you lay (Grrah-grrah) Matt Sav, he got hit in his face (Grrah) Bri, your pussy was wack and it stink You pussy, you told, you snitched on the gang (What the fuck?) Like [Outro: Akon] Hey ladies, drop it down Just wanna see you touch the ground Don't be shy, girl, go bananza Shake your body like a belly dancer Hey ladies, drop it down Just wanna see you touch the ground Don't be shy, girl, go bananza Shake your body like a belly dancer Hey ladies, drop it down Just wanna see you touch the ground Don't be shy, girl, go bananza