Sammy Adams - Touch lyrics
[Sammy Adams - Touch lyrics]
She so outta sight, no gravity
So consumed, confused bout reality
Save the Bullocks, no Miss Congeniality
Fuck her because her looks but
Hate on her personality
She’s out of touch with her
Friends cause she went abroad
Was on deck last minute, pulled a fuckin cart
Word of mouth
Getting wild in the south of Spain
Still trynna run for the hills
Party off the pain left her heel slipped out
Right after she finished
Or maybe just as an excuse for another visit
Couple calls, couple cars
We know that I’m faded bleeding hearts
Stealing chunks from the player
Payin dues, playin fools, tryna do it all
Sprung into summer
Going under so she bound to fall
Running round like she doesn’t give a fuck
‘Cause she’s never out of time and
She’s always out of touch
You’re out of touch, so out of your mind
No room for sleep, anytime tonight
So hard to touch, you look so fine
But, I can’t seem to get get you off my mind
Sneaks out in the morning
Like she’s never there
But honestly that’s how I did it
Who would ever care?
Used to run around the city like she owned it
A gladiator in the bed like a Roman
Love’s right, a angel without a halo
She out of sight, no George Clooney and J Lo
Outta line, little dime with a loud mouth
Throwin stones out the windows
Of her glass house
Compliments you on your love
Very tongue in cheek
Then throws all your dirty laundry
In the fucking street
Can be rough, so cool, so hit or miss
Rolling stone, out of time how she giving it
She’s a phantom, specially for the handsome
Dressing the way she does
Impressive the way she dancing
Cause she’s a rich girl
Rich girls don’t need ya
Chew you up, spit you out, she’s a man eater
So consumed, confused bout reality
Save the Bullocks, no Miss Congeniality
Fuck her because her looks but
Hate on her personality
She’s out of touch with her
Friends cause she went abroad
Was on deck last minute, pulled a fuckin cart
Word of mouth
Getting wild in the south of Spain
Still trynna run for the hills
Party off the pain left her heel slipped out
Right after she finished
Or maybe just as an excuse for another visit
Couple calls, couple cars
We know that I’m faded bleeding hearts
Stealing chunks from the player
Payin dues, playin fools, tryna do it all
Sprung into summer
Going under so she bound to fall
Running round like she doesn’t give a fuck
‘Cause she’s never out of time and
She’s always out of touch
You’re out of touch, so out of your mind
No room for sleep, anytime tonight
So hard to touch, you look so fine
But, I can’t seem to get get you off my mind
Sneaks out in the morning
Like she’s never there
But honestly that’s how I did it
Who would ever care?
Used to run around the city like she owned it
A gladiator in the bed like a Roman
Love’s right, a angel without a halo
She out of sight, no George Clooney and J Lo
Outta line, little dime with a loud mouth
Throwin stones out the windows
Of her glass house
Compliments you on your love
Very tongue in cheek
Then throws all your dirty laundry
In the fucking street
Can be rough, so cool, so hit or miss
Rolling stone, out of time how she giving it
She’s a phantom, specially for the handsome
Dressing the way she does
Impressive the way she dancing
Cause she’s a rich girl
Rich girls don’t need ya
Chew you up, spit you out, she’s a man eater