Luyện nghe bài hát Touch 'N You

Rose huh, that's the with these rap niggas
They don't how to play it cool you know
Mean it's a and place for everything
Been bout you all day
now, is about that time
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 kissing on me, biting on my lip (Huh)
In the all I get is buy me this
Conversations on the phone until the of dawn
to her home, I gotta make her moan
Mean hustle got me chasing all fast money
sneakers, now she touching cash money
So sexy in them all black Giuseppe
50 stacks in her bag so she it's real
Top off the now we thugged out
Smoking on Cali' bumping 2Pac
It's me against the world now what's phone number?
Jumping in that rover and I'm coming over

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

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

(Fuck'n you) thinking 'bout you all day
Still can't get my mind off your
Day bout (Fuck'n you)
how you turn me on baby
Nobody compares to your
Every you let me touch (Fuck'n you)
Let me and every you let me
Nobody compares to your body,

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

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