Luyện nghe bài hát Touch'n You (feat. Usher)

Rose huh, that's the problem with rap niggas
They don't know how to play it cool you
it's a time and place for everything
Been bout you all day
Right now, is about that
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 all I get is buy me this
on the phone until the break of dawn
Combination to her home, I make her moan
Mean hustle got me chasing all this money
sneakers, now she touching cash money
So sexy in them all Giuseppe heels
50 stacks in her bag so she it's real
Top off the Ferrari now we out
Smoking on that Cali' bumping
It's me against the now what's your phone number?
Jumping in range rover and I'm coming over

(Fuck'n you) Been 'bout you all day
Still can't get my mind off your
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 wanna put a on it
I I wanna 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 petals on her bed, I in unannounced
I love it when she speak a language
I touch her in so many angles
Born stunna and my so stunnin'
Niggas want her, but she find so funny
I'm getting money, living like the wanted
She all I ever needed, now sing it

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

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

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