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

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

She kissing on me, on my bottom lip (Huh)
In the gallery all I get is buy me
Conversations on the phone until the of dawn
to her home, I gotta make her moan
Mean got me chasing all this fast money
sneakers, now she touching cash money
So sexy in all black Giuseppe heels
50 stacks in her bag so she know it's
Top off the Ferrari now we out
Smoking on that bumping 2Pac
me against the world now what's your phone number?
Jumping in range rover and I'm coming over

(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 turn me on
'Cause nobody compares to body
Every you let me touch (Fuck'n you)
And every you let me
Nobody compares to your body,

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 this is not the for me
Bounce, love it how she make it bounce!
petals on her bed, I walk in unannounced
I love it she speak a different language
I touch her in so many angles
Born and my baby so stunnin'
Niggas her, but she find them so funny
I'm getting money, living like the most
She all I ever needed, now Usher it

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

Pink for my dime piece
In the sheets you know I flip her a 9 piece
In the streets you know I'm eating a lion feast
Lick a nipple tickle all the finer things
Keys to the crib, keep it trill, time to biz'
Big dreamer, new beamer, just the realest
of the source, owner of the Porsche
Killing all haters, showing no
Knocking at the door, she recognize the
I'm not them other boys, she know I the most
She a lot I know she on the go
Another bottle of Ciroc, 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)
Look how you turn me on
'Cause nobody compares to body
Every time you let me (Fuck'n you)
Every you let me
Nobody compares to body, touch