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The Real Bril - Touchdown Lyrics



The Real Bril - Touchdown Lyrics




Yea, they was cool when you was down
But you up now
I went and sold the plain jane
And got the bussed down
We winning back to back games
It ain't luck now
They throw they hands in the air
It's a touchdown
Go check the scoreboards
Yea we up now
I tell them boys man up
Pull ya skirt down
We got so used to the pain
It don't hurt now
Call the special teams in
It's a touchdown

Tell them niggas watch the drip
We in the latest fashion
And all my cars came equipped
With the latest gadgets
First it was section 8 nigga
Now we living lavish
They tried to give a nigga game
But I already had it
I had to name my best friend
I prolly say my daddy
And who inspire me the most
I prolly say my family
They tell me put my all into it
You'll prolly win a Grammy
And if I ever have a son
I pray he get my swagger
They think it's friendly competition
We ain't playing though
Yea I know you got a man
Buy I'm saying though
And once she see the car keys
She ain't saying no
Obama in 08'
Shit I gave em hope

Yea, they was cool when you was down
But you up now
I went and sold the plain jane
And got the bussed down
We winning back to back games
It ain't luck now
They throw they hands in the air
It's a touchdown
Go check the scoreboards
Yea we up now
I tell them boys man up
Pull ya skirt down
We got so used to the pain
It don't hurt now
Call the special teams in
It's a touchdown

They say a nigga shining bright
Them VVS's polished
And we ain't talking money shit
Unless it got two commas
She still rolled with a nigga
When I ain't have two dollars
I mean she like my road dawg
I don't leave town without her
Them niggas say they f*cking with me
But I prolly doubt it
And if it's on my wish list
Then I prolly bought it
And why he name the club Truth?
If he hardly honest
I ain't f*cking with you niggas
To be completely honest
Yea, they was cool when you was down
But you up now
I went and sold the plain jane
And got the bussed down
We winning back to back games
It ain't luck now
They throw they hands in the air
It's a touchdown
Go check the scoreboards
Yea we up now
I tell them boys man up
Pull ya skirt down
We got so used to the pain
It don't hurt now
Call the special teams in
It's a touchdown

I was going so hard
I had to pump my brakes
Yeezy Busta wit it
I had to spot the fakes
I traded in the Dawn
I had to get the Wraith
I made it look too easy
I had to slow my pace
You ain't from round here
Nigga we regulars
We pray 3 times a day
Nigga we predators
We put em on a scale
They didn't measure up
You could be from the future
You ain't ahead of us
Snow bunny bugging out
She on that angel dust
And if you hesitate to shoot
You can't hang with us
Shid it's invitation only
You can't play with us
And we ain't gotta Get the Strap
Cuz it stay with us

Yea, they was cool when you was down
But you up now
I went and sold the plain jane
And got the bussed down
We winning back to back games
It ain't luck now
They throw they hands in the air
It's a touchdown
Go check the scoreboards
Yea we up now
I tell them boys man up
Pull ya skirt down
We got so used to the pain
It don't hurt now
Call the special teams in
It's a touchdown
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Yea, they was cool when you was down
But you up now
I went and sold the plain jane
And got the bussed down
We winning back to back games
It ain't luck now
They throw they hands in the air
It's a touchdown
Go check the scoreboards
Yea we up now
I tell them boys man up
Pull ya skirt down
We got so used to the pain
It don't hurt now
Call the special teams in
It's a touchdown

Tell them niggas watch the drip
We in the latest fashion
And all my cars came equipped
With the latest gadgets
First it was section 8 nigga
Now we living lavish
They tried to give a nigga game
But I already had it
I had to name my best friend
I prolly say my daddy
And who inspire me the most
I prolly say my family
They tell me put my all into it
You'll prolly win a Grammy
And if I ever have a son
I pray he get my swagger
They think it's friendly competition
We ain't playing though
Yea I know you got a man
Buy I'm saying though
And once she see the car keys
She ain't saying no
Obama in 08'
Shit I gave em hope

Yea, they was cool when you was down
But you up now
I went and sold the plain jane
And got the bussed down
We winning back to back games
It ain't luck now
They throw they hands in the air
It's a touchdown
Go check the scoreboards
Yea we up now
I tell them boys man up
Pull ya skirt down
We got so used to the pain
It don't hurt now
Call the special teams in
It's a touchdown

They say a nigga shining bright
Them VVS's polished
And we ain't talking money shit
Unless it got two commas
She still rolled with a nigga
When I ain't have two dollars
I mean she like my road dawg
I don't leave town without her
Them niggas say they f*cking with me
But I prolly doubt it
And if it's on my wish list
Then I prolly bought it
And why he name the club Truth?
If he hardly honest
I ain't f*cking with you niggas
To be completely honest
Yea, they was cool when you was down
But you up now
I went and sold the plain jane
And got the bussed down
We winning back to back games
It ain't luck now
They throw they hands in the air
It's a touchdown
Go check the scoreboards
Yea we up now
I tell them boys man up
Pull ya skirt down
We got so used to the pain
It don't hurt now
Call the special teams in
It's a touchdown

I was going so hard
I had to pump my brakes
Yeezy Busta wit it
I had to spot the fakes
I traded in the Dawn
I had to get the Wraith
I made it look too easy
I had to slow my pace
You ain't from round here
Nigga we regulars
We pray 3 times a day
Nigga we predators
We put em on a scale
They didn't measure up
You could be from the future
You ain't ahead of us
Snow bunny bugging out
She on that angel dust
And if you hesitate to shoot
You can't hang with us
Shid it's invitation only
You can't play with us
And we ain't gotta Get the Strap
Cuz it stay with us

Yea, they was cool when you was down
But you up now
I went and sold the plain jane
And got the bussed down
We winning back to back games
It ain't luck now
They throw they hands in the air
It's a touchdown
Go check the scoreboards
Yea we up now
I tell them boys man up
Pull ya skirt down
We got so used to the pain
It don't hurt now
Call the special teams in
It's a touchdown
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Writer: Jabril Whitmore
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Performed By: The Real Bril
Length: 3:42
Written by: Jabril Whitmore

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