Luyện nghe bài hát Touch 'N You

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

She kissing on me, on my bottom lip (Huh)
In the gallery all I get is buy me
Conversations on the until the break of dawn
Combination to her home, I gotta make her
Mean hustle got me chasing all this money
Balenciaga sneakers, now she touching money
So in them all black Giuseppe heels
50 stacks in her bag so she know real
Top off the now we thugged out
on that Cali' bumping 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
can't get my mind off your body
I'm day bout (Fuck'n you)
Look how you turn me on
'Cause compares to your body
time you let me touch (Fuck'n you)
And every you let me
Nobody to your body, yeah

I I wanna put a ring on it
I think I wanna tat her name on me (tat tat up)
I had a lot of women, but this is not the same for me
Bounce, love it how she always it bounce!
Rose petals on her bed, I in unannounced
I love it when she speak a language
I her in so many different angles
Born and my baby so stunnin'
Niggas want her, but she find them so
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 can't get my mind off body
Day dreaming (Fuck'n you)
how you turn me on baby
Nobody compares to body
Every you let me touch (Fuck'n you)
Let me and every you let me
compares to your body, touch

Pink champagne for my dime
In the sheets you know I her like a 9 piece
In the streets you I'm eating like a lion feast
Lick a nipple tickle all the finer things
Keys to the crib, keep it trill, time to handle
Big dreamer, new beamer, just the nigga
Cover of the source, owner of the
Killing all haters, no remorse
Knocking at the door, she recognize the
I'm not them boys, she know I shine the most
She a lot I know she on the go
bottle of Ciroc, baby let's have a toast

(Fuck'n you) Been thinking you all day
Still get my mind off your body
I'm bout (Fuck'n you)
how you turn me on baby
'Cause compares to your body
Every you let me touch (Fuck'n you)
time you let me
Nobody compares to body, touch