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Touch 'N You by Rick Ross
Songwriters: Butler, Jr., Richard; Medor, J. Pierre; Roberts Ii, William Publishers: COURTNEY MADISON MUSIC; EMI BLACKWOOD MUSIC INC.; FORAY MUSIC; RICO LOVE IS STILL A RAPPER; WARNER-TAMERLANE PUBLISHING CORP.
This song is by Rick Ross (uneditable Gracenote version).
Touch'n you, touch'n you
Rosé what's the problem with these rappers?
They don't know how to play it cool, you know?
I mean there's a time and place for everything
Been thinking 'bout you all day
Right now, it's about that time
Touch'n you, touch'n you, touch'n you
Look how you turn me on baby
(See, like when you talk to him, I mean if you saying something)
See is believing
Usher, baby
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
Balenciaga sneakers, now she touching cash money
So sexy in them all black Giuseppe heels
50 stacks in her bag so she know it's real
Top off 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
Look how you turn me on baby
(Touch'n you, touch'n you)
'Cause nobody compares 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 angles
Born stunna and my baby so stunning
Wanna, but she find them so funny
I'm getting money, living like the most wanted
She all I ever needed, now Usher send me
(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
Look how you turn me on baby
(Touch'n you, touch'n you)
'Cause nobody compares
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)
Turn the lights on
Pink champagne for my dime 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
Lickin', tryna tickle all the finer things
Keys to the crib, keep it trill, time to handle biz
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 Ciroc, 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
Look how you turn me on baby
(Touch'n you, touch'n you)
'Cause nobody compares 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)
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