Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Touch'N You, artist - Rick Ross. Date of issue: 31.12.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Touch'N You |
| Touch’n you, Touch’n you |
| Ross, eh! |
| what’s the problem with these rappers? |
| They don’t know how to play it cool, you know? |
| I mean there’s a time and place for everything |
| Been thinking bout you all day |
| Right now, it’s about that time |
| Touch’n you, touch’n you, touch’n you |
| Look how you turn me on baby |
| (you like when you talk to him |
| I mean for saying something) |
| Singing is beleving, USHER, baby |
| Turn the lights on |
| She kissing on me, biting on my bottom lip |
| In the gallery all I get is buy me this |
| Conversations on the phone until the break of dawn |
| Combination to her home, I gotta make her moan |
| Mean hustle got me chasing all this fast money |
| Viliaci all the sneakers, now she touching cash money |
| So sexy in them all black and sepy heels |
| 50 stacks in her bag so she know it’s real |
| Top of the Ferrari now we thugged out |
| Smoking on that callie bumping 2Pac |
| It’s me against the world now what’s your phone number |
| Jumping in that range rover and I’m coming over! |
| Touch’n you, touch’n you |
| Been thinking bout you all day |
| Touch’n you, touch’n you |
| Still can’t get my mind off your body |
| I’m day dreaming 'bout, look how you turn me on baby |
| Touch’n you, touch’n you |
| Cause nobody confess to your body |
| Every time you let me touch |
| Touch’n you, touch’n you |
| And every time you let me |
| Nobody compare to your body, yeah |
| Touch’n you, touch’n you |
| I think I wanna put a ring on it |
| I think I wanna tat her name on me |
| I had a lot of sexy women, but this is not the same for me |
| Bounce, love it how she always make it bounce |
| Rose petals on her bed, I walk in unannounced |
| I love it when she speak a different language (papito!) |
| I touch her in so many different angles |
| Born stunna and my baby so stunning |
| Wanna, but she find them so funny |
| I’m getting money, living like the most wanted |
| She all I ever needed, now I think it’s her body |
| Touch’n you, touch’n you |
| Been thinking bout you all day |
| Touch’n you, touch’n you |
| Still can’t get my mind off your body |
| I’m day dreaming 'bout, look how you turn me on baby |
| Touch’n you, touch’n you |
| Cause nobody confess to your body |
| Every time you let me touch |
| Touch’n you, touch’n you |
| And every time you let me |
| Nobody compare to your body, yeah |
| Touch’n you, touch’n you |
| Pink champagne for my dime piece |
| In the sheets you know I flip her like a 9 piece |
| In the streets you know I’m eating like a lion feast |
| Lick a nipple tryna tickle all the finer things |
| Keys to the crib, keep it trill, time to handle bizz |
| Big dreamer, new beamer, just the realest |
| Cover of the source, owner of the Porsche |
| Killing all haters, showing no remorse |
| Knocking at the door, she recognize the voice |
| I’m not them other boys, she know I shine the most |
| She modeling a lot I know she on the go |
| Another bottle of Siroc, baby let’s have a toast |
| Touch’n you, touch’n you |
| Been thinking bout you all day |
| Touch’n you, touch’n you |
| Still can’t get my mind off your body |
| I’m day dreaming 'bout, look how you turn me on baby |
| Touch’n you, touch’n you |
| Cause nobody confess to your body |
| Every time you let me touch |
| Touch’n you, touch’n you |
| And every time you let me |
| Nobody compare to your body, yeah |
| Touch’n you, touch’n you |