Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song you can't touch , by - Convolk. Release date: 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 |