Touch’n you, touch’n you, Ross, 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 about 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 You like when you talk to him I mean for saying something Seeing is believing, (Maybach Music) Usher, baby Turn the lights on
{Rick Ross} 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 and serpent 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!
{Usher} Touch’n you, touch’n you Been thinking about you all day Touch’n you, touch’n you Still can’t get my mind off your body I’m day dreaming about, 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, touch’n you And every time you let me Cause nobody compare to your body, yeah Touch’n you, touch’n you
{Rick Ross} 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 pedals on her bed, I walking unannounced I love it when she speak a different language (papito) I touch her in so many different lengus Born stunner 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 I think it’s her body
{Usher} Touch’n you, touch’n you Been thinking about you all day Touch’n you, touch’n you Still can’t get my mind off your body (you live in my body) I’m day dreaming about, look how you turn me on baby Lyrics courtesy of www.eliterics.com Touch’n you, touch’n you Nobody compares to your body Every time you let me touch Touch’n you, touch’n you, touch’n you And every time you let me Cause nobody compares to your body, yeah Turn the lights on
{Rick Ross} 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 real, 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 Siroc, baby let’s have a toast
{Usher} Touch’n you, touch’n you Been thinking about you all day Touch’n you, touch’n you Still can’t get my mind off your body I’m day dreaming about, look how you turn me on baby Touch’n you, touch’n you, touch’n you Cause nobody compares to your body Every time you let me touch Touch’n you, touch’n you, touch’n you And every time you let me Cause nobody compares to your body, yeah Turn the lights on (Maybach Music)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
