Touch'n You Lyrics - God Forgives, I Don't (deluxe Edition) - Rick Ross

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 

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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! 

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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