Luyện nghe bài hát Touch 'N You

Rose huh, the problem with these rap niggas
They don't know how to it cool you know
Mean it's a time and for everything
Been thinking you all day
Right now, is about that
Look how you turn me on baby (They like when you to em)
(If you something)
Seeing is believing (Ursher baby) turn the on

She on me, biting on my bottom lip (Huh)
In the gallery all I get is buy me
on the phone until the break of dawn
Combination to her home, I make her moan
Mean hustle got me chasing all this fast
Balenciaga sneakers, now she touching cash
So sexy in them all Giuseppe heels
50 stacks in her bag so she know real
Top off the Ferrari now we out
Smoking on that Cali' 2Pac
It's me the world now what's your phone number?
Jumping in that range rover and I'm coming

(Fuck'n you) Been thinking you all day
Still can't get my mind off body
I'm day bout (Fuck'n you)
Look how you me on baby
'Cause nobody compares to your
Every time you let me (Fuck'n you)
And every you let me
Nobody compares to body, yeah

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

(Fuck'n you) thinking 'bout you all day
Still get my mind off your body
Day dreaming (Fuck'n you)
Look how you me on baby
compares to your body
Every time you let me (Fuck'n you)
Let me and time you let me
Nobody compares to body, touch

Pink champagne for my piece
In the sheets you know I flip her like a 9
In the streets you know I'm eating like a feast
Lick a nipple tickle all the finer things
Keys to the crib, keep it trill, to handle biz'
Big dreamer, new beamer, the realest nigga
Cover of the source, of the Porsche
Killing all haters, no remorse
at the door, she recognize the voice
I'm not them other boys, she know I the most
She a lot I know she on the go
Another bottle of Ciroc, baby have a toast

(Fuck'n you) Been thinking you all day
Still can't get my mind off your
I'm bout (Fuck'n you)
Look how you turn me on
'Cause nobody compares to body
Every you let me touch (Fuck'n you)
time you let me
Nobody compares to body, touch