Busta Rhymes - Touch It lyrics

(Ayo Swizz I don't think they
Ready for this shit)
Touch it, bring it, pay it, watch it
(Aiyyo let me take they ass back
To the club real quick)
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(Get low Bus) 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 bitches be comin' from miles around
See they be comin' cause they know
How the God get down (Turn it up)
Now you know who holdin' the
Throne so gimme the crown
Niggas salutin' and tryna give me a pound
(Come on) I don't really
Fuck with you niggas, you niggas is clowns
Making the bitches strippin'
Throw they shit on the ground
(Get low Bus) Now that's the
Way that it goes (Uh, huh)
When we up in the spot the
Shit 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
Mami already know I suppose (Turn it up)
Shorty wildin' and Shorty open
She beastin' it out for the record
Just a second I'm freaking it out
(Come on) While she tryna touch see
I was peepin' it out
She turned around and was tryna put
My dick in her mouth i let her

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(Get low Bus) And as we started
Got me ringin' her bell (Uh, huh)
When I come I be doin' it and doin' it well
(Uh, huh) then I beat up the coochie
And be makin' it swell
Tryna 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
(Come on) How a nigga got in they butt
Made everything jail
(Come on) Now the chick will wild like a nut
She blowin' 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 and back of the
Truck that's where you belong after the yac
See the type of raunchy shit they be on
(Turn it up)
Street niggas respect it because
My movement is strong
(Come on) 'Cause we consistently rep and
See my money is long
All my bitches is wit' me
See how they singing the song
Plus how we give 'em the stick
And we be dickin' along i let her

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(Get low Bus) The God of the
Block, see that I'm back (Uh, huh)
Every single time that I drop
The shit is a wrap (Uh, huh)
For the niggas hatin' the kid
I'm close to the strap
Cause all these bitches wanna come talk
To sit on my lap (TURN IT UP!)
Every time I give you bang shit
To knock in ya whip
(Come on) Nigga always do his thing, bitch
Lockin' the strip
(Come on) Lot of mamis is dancin'
And they shakin' their hips
After that they get low and put
The thing on their lips i let them

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