touch-it-lyrics
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Get low Bus
Who be the King of the Sound?Busta Bus back to just put a lock on a townLot of my niggas be comin’ from miles aroundSee they be comin’ ’cause they know how the God get down
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Now you know who holdin’ the throne, so gimme the crownNiggas salutin’ and tryin’ to give me a poundI don’t really fuck with you niggas, you niggas is clownMakin’ the bitches strippin’, throw they shit on the ground
Get low Bus
Now that’s the way that it goesWhen we up in the spot, the shit be flooded with hoesSee, we a make it hot, the chicks will come out their clothesThat’s when you get it, mami already know, I suppose
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Shorty wildin’ and shorty open, she beastin’ it outFor the record, just a second, I’m freakin’ it outWhile she tryin’ to touch, see, I was peepin’ it outShe 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 bellWhen I come I be doin’ it and doin’ it wellThen I beat up the coochie and be makin’ it swellTryin’ to hide the smell of the sex, spraying on the Chanel
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Then they tried to walk with a strut, so no one could tellHow a nigga got in they butt made everything jellNow the tickle wild like a nut, she blowin’ my cellCan’t get enough of the kid, I put her under my spell
Get low Bus
It’s crowded mami, move it alongIf you know you ’bout it then get to removin’ your thongTo the whip in back of the truck that’s where you belongAfter the Yac, see the type of raunchy shit they be on
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Street niggas respect it because my movement is strong‘Cause we consistently reppin’, see my money is longAll my bitches is with me, see how they singin’ the songPlus how we give you the stick and we be dicking along
I let her
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Get low Bus
The God of the black, see that I’m backEvery single time that I drop, the shit is a wrapFor the niggas hatin’ the kid, I’m close to strap‘Cause all these bitches wanna come talk to sit on my lap
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Everytime I give you bang shit to knock in your whipNigga always do his thing, bitches lockin’ the stripLot of mami’s is dancin’ and they shakin’ they hipsAfter that they get low and put the thing on their lips
I let them
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