Can't touch this, can't touch this, they be in the club wondering why they can't touch this Look at it this way, I am a boss, I am the boss of you motherfuckin' bars Sick as a dog, bitches will bark, look at these thighs, thicker than fog Liquor and cars, women in clothes, breakin' my back when the bass is in the bows Where you wanna go, tell me when to go, she doin' the most, now we doin' the most Don't, don't stop to the place above the clothes, get up outta clothes, now that bitch is naked Flash, flash, taggin' locations, flash, flash, now they wanna say *** Bitch go stupid, yeah I'm on that bass ***, runnin' on my tap, I can get you wasted Don't touch the homies, don't touch the capeless, act like you know me, like I'm who you came with Can't touch this, can't touch this, they be in the club wondering why they can't touch this Why, why, can't touch the homie, why the hell now you can't touch the homie Why, why, can't touch the homie, why the hell now you can't touch the homie I'm tryna get higher, higher, higher than a hang glider, who got a lighter, rim spinnin' like a dryer Audi R88, GT Spyder, haters gon' hate, but they really admire The fixture on the flyer, all brand new and tired, ghetto celebrity, some of you might've heard of me She diggin' my swiggity, wanna get with me figgity, she pretty my niggity, come and get your persnickety I think she wanna hit me, hit me, hit me off, function with a savage on my posturepedic mattress Lifestyle lavish, tycoon status, gettin' money's a habit, bad batches and ratchets I'm kind of a big deal, I promise you it's for real, I live on the hill, you can tell I ain't missin' the meal The club goin' crazy in this bonker, we sittin' at the bar tearin' up Heimer Can't touch this, can't touch this, they be in the club wonderin' why they can't touch this Why can't touch the homey Why the hell no you can't touch the homey Why can't touch the homey Why the hell no you can't touch the homey You can't touch it mate, you can't touch it mate You can't touch it mate, can't touch this Can't touch it mate, can't touch it mate Can't touch it mate, can't touch this Why the hell no you can't touch the homey Why the hell no you can't touch the homey Can't touch the homey You can't touch it mate, you can't touch it mate You can't touch it mate, can't touch this Hit me Hit, hit, hit, hit me Can't touch this, can't touch this They be in the club wondering why they can't touch this Can't touch this, can't touch this They be looking dumb wondering why they can't touch this Can't touch this, can't touch this They be in the club wondering why they can't touch this Can't touch this, can't touch this They be looking dumb wondering why they can't touch this Why, why, can't tuch the homie Why Hell nah you can't touch the homie Why, why, can't touch the homie Why Hell nah you can't touch the homie You can't touch it, mate