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Kanye West( Kanye Omari West )
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Touch It
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it* Turn it, leave it, stop, format it Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Get low Bus
Who be the King of the Sound? Busta Bus back to just put a lock on a town 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 solutin' and tryin' to give me a pound I don't really fuck with you niggas, you niggas is clown Makin' the bitches strippin', throw they shit on the ground
Get low Bus
Now that's the way that it goes When we up in the spot, the shit be flooded with hoes 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 freakin' it out While she tryin' to touch, see, I was peepin' it out She turned around and was tryin' to put my dick in her mouth
I let her
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Get low Bus
And as we started, got me ringing her bell When I come I be doin' it and doin' it well Then I beat up the coochie and be makin' it swell Tryin' to hide the smell of the sex, spraying on the Chanel
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Then they tried to walk with a strut, so no one could tell How a nigga got in they butt, made everything jail Now the tickle wild like a nut, she blowin' my cell Can't get enough of the kid, I put her under my spell
Get low Bus
It's crowded mami, move it along If you know you 'bout it then get to removin' your thong To the whip in 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 'Cause we consistently reppin', see my money is long All my bitches is with me, see how they singin' the song Plus how we give you the stick and we be dickin along
I let her
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Get low Bus
The God of the black, see that I'm back Every single time that I drop, the shit is a wrap For the niggaz hatin' the kid, I'm close to strap 'Cause all these bitches wanna come talk to sit on my lap
Turn it up Everytime I give you bang shit to knock in your whip Nigga always do his thing, bitch lockin' the strip Lot of mami's is dancin' and they shakin' they hips After that they get low and put the thing on their lips
I let them
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
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