Touch It (Explicit) - Busta Rhymes (布斯塔·瑞恩)

Written by：T. Smith/Kaseem Dean/Mary J. Blige/R. Fisher/Missy Elliot/E. Simmons/C. Lloyd/W. Mackie

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Who be the king of the sound uh huh

Busta bus back to just put a lock on a town uh huh

Lot of my b**ches be coming from miles around

See they be cumin' uh cause they know how the god get down

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Now you know who holding the throne so gimme the crown huh

Niggas solutin' and tryin' to give me a pound come on

I don't really f**k with you niggas you niggas is clown

Makin the b**ches strippin' throw they sh*t on the ground

Get low bus now that's the way that it goes uh huh

When we up in the spot the sh*t be flooded with hoes come on

See we a make it hot the chicks will come out their clothes

That's when you get it huh mami already know I suppose turn it up

Shorty wildin' and shorty open she beastin' it out

For the record huh just a second I'm freakin' it out come on

While she tryin' to touch see I was peepin' it out

She turned around and was tryin' to put my dick in her mouth

I let her

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Get low bus and as we started got me ringing her bell uh huh

When I come I be doing it and doing it well uh huh

Then I beat up the coochie and be makin' it swell

Tryin to hide the smell of the sex spraying on the chanel turn it up

Then they try to walk with a strut so no one could tell

How a ni**a got in they butt made everything jail

Now the tickle wild like a nut she blowing my cell come on

Can't get enough of the kid I put her under my spell

Get low bus it's crowded mami move it along uh huh

If you know you 'bout it then get to removin' your thong uh huh

To the whip in back of the truck that's where you belong

After the yac see the type of raunchy sh*t they be on turn it up

Street niggas respect it because my movement is strong come on

Cause we consistently reppin' see my money is long

All my b**ches is with me see how they singing the song

Plus how we give you the stick and we be dickin' along I let her

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Get low bus the god of the black see that I'm back uh huh

Every single time that I drop the sh*t is a wrap uh huh

For the niggas hatin' the kid I'm clos to strap

Cause all these b**ches wanna come talk to sit on my lap turn it up

Everytime I give you bang sh*t to knock in your whip

Ni**a always do his thing b**ch lockin' the strip come on

Lot of mami's is dancing and they shakin' they hips

After that they get low and put the thing on their lips I let 'em

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