ceemenace – you can get touched lyrics
(intro):
we’ll put you in the dirt
gotta hit him where it hurt
40 glock make a p-ssy n-gga twerk
n-gga try me get murked
we the reason why these n-ggas walking round with they n-ggas on they shirt
had to hit him where it hurt
(hook): 2x
you can get touched
knuck if you buck
gotta show you since you think you so tough
boy, we can get rough
thinking i’m a l!ck, p-ssy go ahead try yo luck
we’ll turn yo -ss to dust
hide yo body in the trunk
on god in my n-ggas yeah i trust
for each other we’ll buss
on that burner yeah i clutch, making moves p-ssy boy so w-ssup
(verse1): ceemenace
these n-ggas hating
these n-ggas faking
can’t let a p-ssy n-gga try to play you
swear to god they’ll fake you
they’ll play it like y’all cool, lowkey these n-ggas really snaking
but lately i been chasing
thumbing through this cash
so much counting boy it got my thumbs aching
for the money ian patient
my aunt she a surgeon , and i’m bout to give her -ss another patient
(verse2):
run up a check
i die bout respect
you play you gone get yo -ss wet
throw up yo set (gang gang)
i need to be tamed, they treat me like a threat
think that i’m p-ssy, we make that a bet
swerve on yo block, and pick up that check
they try to crack me, but i won’t break a sweat
ride for my n-ggas, won’t snitch to the feds
running yo mouth, drop a bag on yo head
one wrong move, we gone leave yo -ss dead
by any means, gotta get to the bread
if i ain’t grab a bag, b-tch i won’t go to bed
split the bag with my n-ggas, you gotta break bread
dont get yo -ss k!lled, for something you said
do all that talking, stay low to the feds
i don’t need the heat, when they find yo -ss dead
(hook): 2x
you can get touched
knuck if you buck
gotta show you since you think you so tough
boy, we can get rough
thinking i’m a l!ck, p-ssy go ahead try yo luck
we’ll turn yo -ss to dust
hide yo body in the trunk
on god in my n-ggas yeah i trust
for each other we’ll buss
on that burner yeah i clutch, making moves p-ssy boy so w-ssup
(verse): bc 00
you can get touched
know ima buss
keep me a tool, you know ima clutch
foreign lil b-tch, counting my money, rolling my weed, and sucking me up
try me lil n-gga that semi be tucked
send yo location, i’m pulling up
don’t gotta shoot, b-tch knuck if you buck
and it’s on sight, you ready or what
sending some shots you ducking for what
got the red beam you running for what
cold hearted n-gga, don’t give a f-ck
all in the club we turning sh-t up
a n-gga gone play and we f-cking sh-t up
knife with the cutta, we cutting sh-t up
not from milwaukee, but we stay with the bucks
know we be deep, we sliding in trucks
just cause i’m cool don’t mean i won’t buss
shoot at my dawg, revenge is a must
move out of state, i gotta adjust
move back in town when i hit me a plug
all bout’ the guap so you know ima grub
know i got racks i can fill up the tub
heard he gotta show, we gone shoot up the club
moral of the story, you can get touched
(hook): 2x
you can get touched
knuck if you buck
gotta show you since you think you so tough
boy, we can get rough
thinking i’m a l!ck, p-ssy go ahead try yo luck
we’ll turn yo -ss to dust
hide yo body in the trunk
on god in my n-ggas yeah i trust
for each other we’ll buss
on that burner yeah i clutch, making moves p-ssy boy so w-ssup
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