Luyện nghe bài hát Touch 'N You

Rose huh, the problem with these rap niggas
They know how to play it cool you know
Mean a time and place for everything
Been thinking you all day
Right now, is about that
Look how you turn me on baby (They like you talk to em)
(If you something)
is believing (Ursher baby) turn the lights on

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

(Fuck'n you) thinking 'bout you all day
Still can't get my off your body
I'm day bout (Fuck'n you)
Look how you me on baby
'Cause compares to your body
Every you let me touch (Fuck'n you)
And every you let me
compares to your body, yeah

I think I wanna put a 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, love it how she always 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 so stunnin'
Niggas want her, but she find them so
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 get my mind off your body
Day bout (Fuck'n you)
Look how you turn me on
Nobody compares to your
Every time you let me (Fuck'n you)
Let me and time you let me
compares to your body, touch

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

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