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Bài hát touch it(remix 2 (explicit)) do ca sĩ Busta Rhymes, Lloyd Banks, Papoose thuộc thể loại R&b/hip Hop/rap. Tìm loi bai hat touch it(remix 2 (explicit)) - Busta Rhymes, Lloyd Banks, Papoose ngay trên Nhaccuatui. Nghe bài hát Touch It(Remix 2 (Explicit)) chất lượng cao 320 kbps lossless miễn phí.
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Lời bài hát: Touch It(Remix 2 (Explicit))

Lời đăng bởi: fenghui.liu

Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it, turn it, leave it, stop for now Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it, turn it, leave it, stop for now See, now you know who the God be Back running the city and you know who the squad be Flip mode, bitch, look, see, ain't nothing changed No, I'm back with the remix with the queens of the game When you see me in the spot, you niggas better respect it Y'all already knew where my wep, ain't no reason to check it And y'all know that you ain't *** with me just for the record Superstate, I'ma let Mary J. Blige come and set it Baby, you can guess who it is Mary J. Blige, I'm about to handle my biz I'm on my grown woman, still I rep for the kids in every hood And all my people doing a bid Now you know who's really the queen, deliver the mail Seven hundred thirty thousand, first week of my sales The haters pop and they watch, looking all pale While I'm on a yacht overseas doing my nails Now he's sitting there looking stuck He thinking cause he spent the little dough, I'm gon' *** If money ain't a thing, I'm saying let a bitch know Type to empty your account, how far you willing to go? Now he hopping on a jet, he ain't wasting no time Told me all expense paid, any place I could find Hit the islands in the winter, tricking all on his dime Ain't a shorty in the world, pussy better than mine They wanna Touch it, bring it, fade Watch it, turn it, leave it, stop, I'm mad at Touch it, bring it, fade Watch it, turn it, leave it, stop, I'm mad at Touch it, bring it, fade Watch it, turn it, leave it, stop, I'm mad at Touch it, bring it, fade Get low, Missy Yeah, go ahead, mama Don't I look charming? Put your lips up on me Kiss it, touch it, good, yes, I wish it Don't you like to see me when I dip, baby, dip Don't it look like I got Beyonce hips? Looking like I could be like Neil Young Boy, you're smoking that cheatin' chum I know it feels like I've been gone for a minute But I'm back, chinchilla ice on With a fitted, ain't nobody talk money Ain't nobody gon' live it Turn it up, whoo! ...it's blue in the rain I'm gonna put a few in the fridge and let them Touch it, bring it, fade Watch it, turn it, leave it, stop, I'm mad at Touch it, bring it, fade Watch it, turn it, leave it, stop, I'm mad at Touch it, bring it, fade Watch it, turn it, leave it, stop, I'm mad at Touch it, bring it, fade Watch it, turn it, leave it, stop, I'm mad at Get low, Papoose I got New York City in the palm of my hand Now I can make a tight fist and let it crumble Ridiculous, or I can smack the world with a New York... You got Staten Island on my pinky, Queens on my Thumb, dude The Bronx on my middle finger, screamin' *** you Rock ice in Manhattan, so they the ring finger You know I had to keep Brooklyn on the trigger, Lolo X, this is the monster X is the beast ***in' with busts Every day is a feast Stay off the streets Tired of talkin' to y'all niggas I'ma stick a fork in y'all niggas When I hit a man, that truck come get a man *** the Potts, Son of a Man Ain't no remorse for the corpse Truth is, can't ID the body Niggas' toothless Touch it, bring it, fade Watch it, turn it, leave it, stop, I'm mad at Touch it, bring it, fade Watch it, turn it, leave it, stop, I'm mad at Touch it, bring it, fade Watch it, turn it, leave it, stop, I'm mad at Touch it, bring it, fade Watch it, turn it, leave it, stop, I'm mad at Get low, Boss You see me, you love me The streets, they claim me God or the Horde You niggas is watchin' and wishin' you could Reclaimin' the throne the way I got it Lock it, mother***er, what's good? You tryin' to stop it, I'm wishin' you would Turn it up, cause then I'm black I hit you with the back It's a God or the mortal, it's bent The way I be doin' historical *** In case you and your niggas act like you ain't knowin' I'm informin' your clique I take your bitch while I'm performin' my *** Touch it, bring it, fade Watch it, turn it, leave it, stop, I'm mad at Touch it, bring it, fade Watch it, turn it, leave it, stop, I'm mad at Touch it, bring it, fade Watch it, turn it, leave it, stop, I'm mad at Touch it, bring it, fade Watch it, turn it, leave it, stop, I'm mad at

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