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psc - touch something lyrics

[corus: mac bony]
i just wanna touch something
i ain’t gotta know ya, i can change your whole life in a night
let me show ya, i just wanna touch something
i just wanna touch something
i ain’t gotta know ya, i can change your whole life in a night
let me show ya, i just wanna touch something
i just wanna touch something
i ain’t gotta know ya, i can change your whole life in a night
let me show ya, i just wanna touch something

[verse 1: mac bony]
i’m running by, baby, i don’t play with lil toys
i make noise, i only f-ck around with [?]
money’s here, i sit good like a recliner chair
come and kick your feet up, and tell me what i wanna hear
this boney here, i survive all the lies still playing pretty women on the corner of jives
south on 45, on them 22’s sitting high
you see me in the parking lot before you went inside
ain’t nowhere to hide, just a look will take control of ya
10 shots of quay, cause baby you a bad motherf-cker
money ain’t an object, i was born project
grew up learned respect, now tell me girl, can you sweat?
i know you want your sheets wet, we listening to keeth sweat
stand around the house in your new bra and panty set
look at that on the streets, you see that blue vet
come on out the house, get in, give the kid s-x

[verse 2: t.i.]
hey, stop drop and roll
so fly in here, saw you deer, not a nother n-gga flyer in here
tell you otherwise, i’d be lying deer
[?]
but anyway, let me grab you by the wrist
[?]
grab your hand, tell you what you wanna hear
treat you like a bad girl, you [?]
you in the hood, need some d-ck in your world
eat your p-ssy till you c-m, put d-ck in you girl
i’m talking grown man p-rn sh-t, a primetime freak show
give it to you slow, i can treat you like a freak hoe
make you bust nuts till your knees fold, you can leave your clothes at the door, you don’t need those
i wanna see you pose in the dark, let the weed blow
beat that p-ssy up till it’s swole, [?]

[verse 3: c.rod]
thank god for c.rod, the man when it comes to
makin on these chicks, i keep them like they posed to
damb boo, you look good in them hooker boots
you got that kind of -ss that make a n-gga flirt with you
and i’m a player, never playing when it come to you
weve hair, fake nails, lookin bubba-lu
but come with me, and imma show ya how a player do
all night flight smoking purp, we getting to it
[?], i see it [?]
i know that p-ssy get wet when you see me coming
cut something, you might as well, cause ain’t no dope coming
this pimpin in the flesh, so suck it up and move something
the destanation is the western room, 12 something
it’s going down till they kick us out of 12 [?]
might as well, i don’t care cause i got bail money
come and stay with me, and let me touch something

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