Luyện nghe bài hát Touch 'N You

Rose huh, that's the problem these rap niggas
They don't know how to it cool you know
Mean a time and place for everything
thinking bout you all day
Right now, is that time
how you turn me on baby (They like when you talk to em)
(If you something)
is believing (Ursher baby) turn the lights on

She on me, biting on my bottom lip (Huh)
In the gallery all I get is buy me
Conversations on the phone until the break of
to her home, I gotta make her moan
Mean hustle got me chasing all this money
Balenciaga sneakers, now she touching money
So sexy in all black Giuseppe heels
50 in her bag so she know it's real
Top off the Ferrari now we out
Smoking on Cali' bumping 2Pac
It's me against the now what's your phone number?
Jumping in that rover and I'm coming over

(Fuck'n you) thinking 'bout you all day
can't get my mind off your body
I'm day bout (Fuck'n you)
Look how you me on baby
'Cause compares to your body
time you let me touch (Fuck'n you)
And every you let me
Nobody compares to your body,

I think I put a ring on it
I think I wanna tat her on me (tat tat tatted up)
I had a lot of sexy women, but this is not the for me
Bounce, love it how she always it bounce!
Rose petals on her bed, I walk in
I love it when she a different language
I touch her in so different angles
Born and my baby so stunnin'
Niggas want her, but she find them so
I'm getting money, living like the most
She all I ever needed, now Usher it

(Fuck'n you) Been thinking you all day
can't get my mind off your body
Day bout (Fuck'n you)
Look how you turn me on
Nobody to your body
Every time you let me (Fuck'n you)
Let me and time you let me
Nobody compares to your body,

champagne for my dime piece
In the sheets you know I flip her a 9 piece
In the streets you know I'm eating like a feast
Lick a nipple tryna all the finer things
Keys to the crib, keep it trill, to handle biz'
Big dreamer, new beamer, just the realest
Cover of the source, of the Porsche
all haters, showing no remorse
Knocking at the door, she the voice
I'm not them other boys, she know I the most
She modeling a lot I she on the go
Another of Ciroc, baby let's have a toast

(Fuck'n you) thinking 'bout you all day
Still can't get my mind off body
I'm dreaming (Fuck'n you)
how you turn me on baby
'Cause nobody to your body
time you let me touch (Fuck'n you)
Every you let me
Nobody compares to body, touch