Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song you can't touch, artist - Convolk.
Date of issue: 24.09.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
you can't touch |
お前はもう死んでいる |
なに!? |
Jakkyboi |
Mamacita got me fucked up (wooh!) |
She look drunk |
Everybody wanna fuck us |
We love lust |
You can look, but you can’t touch, you can’t touch |
You can look, but you can’t touch, you can’t touch |
Two-seater got me fucked up (fucked up!) |
Eat dust |
Everybody wanna run up (wanna run up!) |
And show love |
You can look, but you can’t touch, (you can’t touch!), you can’t touch |
You can look, but you can’t touch, (you can’t touch!), you can’t touch |
Might be ugly, but she creepin' up all over my dick |
Wanna fuck me but I am already over that bitch |
Rollin' 'round with tha homies with the roof top down |
Bumpin' shit that gon' make another head spin 'round |
Bitches, they come and they go, I know that |
Your heart got taken away, so don’t show that |
Blow up, they come to ya side, that’s so wack |
I am the greatest alive, and that’s no cap |
Switch up my flow like my friends all switch on me |
Pull up and fucked up I look like a zombie |
Lone Wolf in the cut, it’s Convolk and Tommy |
Turned from a no one to someone they copy |
Turned from a lame to the dude on the front page |
Made my own sound, now it’s my turn to dominate |
Don’t care how you feel, I’m starting to love-hate |
Makes me so happy to see how they frustrate |
Mamacita got me fucked up (wooh!) |
She look drunk |
Everybody wanna fuck us |
We love lust |
You can look, but you can’t touch, you can’t touch |
You can look, but you can’t touch, you can’t touch |
Two-seater got me fucked up (fucked up!) |
Eat dust |
Everybody wanna run up (wanna run up!) |
And show love |
You can look, but you can’t touch, (you can’t touch!), you can’t touch |
You can look, but you can’t touch, (you can’t touch!), you can’t touch |
Rap the shit that I’ve been livin' give a fuck how you feel |
Said I sold out but I’m turning down these million deals |
Convolk up next in a black fit, I ain’t skipping no meals |
Convolk up next with a black heart, and you know that shit real, for real |