Foggieraw, Not Klyde - TOUCH lyrics

Yeah (Whee)
She said "Is you wit' it?", I said "Baby
We up" it's up (Whee)
Hey, baby, do not touch me
I cannot be touched (Pew, pew)
I'm from the north to the
West, Yeezy raised me, Say what's up?
(Huh)
These little rappers tryna touch me, baby
I cannot be touched (Hey, hey)
No, no, I cannot be touched
(Hey) , yeah (Hey) , yeah
No, no, I cannot be touched

Light mo' cup, lil' shawty from the island
High rollout, only soar on the weekend
She my cool-cool lil' sip of the high end
I had to bear it to the peak of the mountain
Top of the altar, baby, I do
All the things that God promised
I could show you
Saipan ice in her cup, baby, it's up
Had to rock her band out 'til I put up
You know I had to win the
Jackpot 'til I cashed out
Had to lay it all down, ain't no cash now
Pickin' through the industry
Ain't no cash cap out
He said "Where do you reside?"
I said "In my wife's house"

Yeah (Whee)
She said "Is you wit' it?", I said "Baby
We up" it's up (Whee)
Hey, baby, do not touch me
I cannot be touched (Pew, pew)
I'm from the north to the
West, Yeezy raised me, Say what's up?
(Huh)
These little rappers tryna touch me, baby
I cannot be touched (Hey, hey)
No, no, I cannot be touched
(Hey) , yeah (Hey) , yeah
No, no, I cannot be touched

I usually don't get nervous
As a rap superstar
An African prodigy like the sons of Jafar
Come find 'em like me on
The sun or the stars
But to finally find a broad like you? My God
Ooh, my God, ooh, ooh
I got the holiest of spirit's
It's been fightin' all along
Got a virtuous conviction not to
Write it if it's wrong
I'm still an independent shorty on
The rest of my songs
And I did what I had to do, I'm justified
Uh lil' white shawty said a
Favor album justified
Had to keep my faith like a mustard size, uh
Blessings when He rise, if He die
He's immortalized
Yeah, mirror, mirror on the wall
Could you tell me who the fairest?
"It's you" it was rude of me
To teach you all the slide
But I ain't teach you how to wear it
It's true

RANGE not Klyde
Ants in My Pants not Klyde
GOD DID dJ Khaled

Yeah (Whee)
She said "Is you wit' it?", I said "Baby
We up" it's up (Whee)
Hey, baby, do not touch me
I cannot be touched (Pew, pew)
I'm from the north to the
West, Yeezy raised me, Say what's up?
(Huh)
These little rappers tryna touch me, baby
I cannot be touched (Hey, hey)
No, no, I cannot be touched, yeah, yeah
No, no, I cannot be touched