Don't touch that Don't touch that Can't have it Hands off Schmy schmy schmy schmy Music did me so good Made me say Oh my God Thank you for giving me
not touch us The dudes that I'm witting, yeah they the truce They don't raps they troops I just bring em out to shoot [Chorus: E-40] [Verse 3: Laroo T
me You?re so amazing, you gotta Give it to me, give it to me You touch, every single part of me I?ll touch, every single part of you I wanna make sure that
? Was he kickin it like he love his train, full of octane? Stop playin, know you ain't fall for that (Yo he's pagin me) Ang' don't even think of callin
, how we roll And that's love for the paper, foldin, I saw these hoes But I had my ??, nah nigga that's my nuts ?? don't touch that And then he won't
right out of the door Because she got a little bit crazy I don't want no deranged lady That'll have a nigga sleepin' under daisies. [Wish Bone] I don't
Range blowing smoke Yes sir, inhale that cuz Nigga hit the weed, what the hell that was That hydro bud, can I buy some cuz Not from me I don't sell,
t lie I'm still in a pair of nikes And with the rumors, don't talk cause I ain't the parrot type A killa villa thats in the middle of paradise Looking
what I'm talkin' bout Let me have ya number, can I call ya at the house Don't act lame, don't play no games It's the Color Change, got the cranberry
women are loving me, I'm sorry That you was a virgin until your record release party (right) Hoes won't admit this, but that's groupie's style (yeah)
Verse Two: Skoob] Bon voyage, look out below cos umm I got my socks on, the popcorn, the Hubba Bubba, yep gum Skippity bum, you think I don't know the
Find" Lou Rawls, shit I don't fuck a nigga with two good hands and feet Be bumming and not surviving the streets Get your weight up, right now, we ain't
mama she got on some fly shit "What!" til I split and said that I'ma be that seed that doesn't need much to succeed strapped with mad greed and a heart that doesn't
I wouldn't let you hoes touch me. why? cause 1 by 1 [Chorus x2] [Dorrough:] If she don't look like trina, or nothin like maya, a nigga wouldn't holla
, tryin to walk to work on the mic you rap hard and overexert, Material Girls catch diarrhea Won't make it to my concert It don't have to be 4th of July
] (Dr. Dre) This is dedicated to the niggaz that was down from Day 1 ..[SCREAM AND LOUD EXPLOSION] ...Welcome to the Aftermath (Group) Like We Always
I ain't with it I don't need D's on me I'm already dodgin feds When the shots from the revolver spread Duck that don't discriminate leave CEO's and artists
ain't gotta say much Show me the money and the cheddar'll speak If it ain't involvin bread, I ain't with it I don't need D's on me, I'm already dodgin