Touch 'N You

Album: God Forgives, I Don't (2012)
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  • Rose huh, what’s the problem with these raps
    They don’t know how to play it cool you know
    Touch’n you,
    Mean it’s a time and place for everything
    Been thinking bout you all day
    Right now, is about that time
    Touch’n you, touch’n you
    Let me show you something ? baby
    You say it’s on, seeing is believing,
    Turn the lights on

    She kissing on me, biting on my bottom lip
    In the gallery all I get is buy me this
    Conversations on the phone until the break of dawn
    Combination to her home, I gotta make her moan
    Mean hustle got me chasing all this fast money
    Well balenciaga all the sneakers, now she touching cash money
    So sexy in them all black and sepy heels
    50 stacks in her bag so she know it’s real
    Top of the Ferrari now we thugged out
    Smoking on that callie bumping 2Pac
    It’s me against the world now what’s your phone number
    Jumping in that range rover and I’m coming over

    Touch’n you, touch’n you
    Been thinking bout you all day
    Touch’n you, touch’n you
    Still can’t get my mind off your body
    I’m day dreaming bout you sure turn me on baby
    Touch’n you, touch’n you
    Cause nobody confess to your body
    Every time you let me touch
    Touch’n you, touch’n you
    And every time you let me
    Nobody compare to your body, yeah
    Touch’n you, touch’n you

    I think I wanna put a ring on it
    I think I wanna tat her name on me
    I had a lot of sexy women, but this is not the same for me
    Bounce, love it how she always make it bounce
    Rose petals on her bed, I walk in unannounced
    I love it when she speak a different language
    I touch her in so many different ?
    Born stunna and my baby so stunnin
    Wanna, but she find them so funny
    I’m getting money, living like the most wanted
    She all I ever needed, now Usher sing it

    Touch’n you, touch’n you
    Been thinking bout you all day
    Touch’n you, touch’n you
    Still can’t get my mind off your body
    I’m day dreaming bout you sure turn me on baby
    Touch’n you, touch’n you
    Cause nobody confess to your body
    Every time you let me touch
    Touch’n you, touch’n you
    And every time you let me
    Nobody compare to your body, yeah
    Touch’n you, touch’n you

    Pink champagne for my dame piece
    In the sheets you know I flip her like a 9 piece
    In the streets you know I’m eating like a lion feast
    Lick a nipple tryna tickle all the finer things
    Keys to the crib, keep it treal, time to handle bizz
    Big dreamer, new beamer, just the realest
    Cover of the source, owner of the Porsche
    Killing all haters, showing no remorse
    Knocking at the door, she recognize the voice
    I’m not them other boys, she know I shine the most
    She modeling a lot I know she on the go
    Another bottle of Siroc, baby let’s have a toast

    Touch’n you, touch’n you
    Been thinking bout you all day
    Touch’n you, touch’n you
    Still can’t get my mind off your body
    I’m day dreaming bout you sure turn me on baby
    Touch’n you, touch’n you
    Cause nobody confess to your body
    Every time you let me touch
    Touch’n you, touch’n you
    And every time you let me
    Nobody compare to your body, yeah
    Touch’n you, touch’n you. Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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