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CAM'RON (f/ Lil Wayne) LYRICS
Touch It Or Not
Killa, dipset, lil weezy, cash money,
yo ma, let me holla, lets do this uh,
[Hook]
Ma, I been huggin the block (huggin the block)
That's right, hustling rocks (hustling rocks)
I know I been puffin a lot,
But a n*gga wanna know ma, you gone touch it or not.
My dick hard as a mutha f*cka
you don't what, tell that shit to anotha sucka
I aint no sucka mama, com'mon, F the drama
Pat, kiss it then, lil puckerama
Im so active, you bein so draftive
Got something for your face, f*ck proactive
Imma pro at this, round the globe atlas
But I need to know ma, u gone touch it or not
Baby girl im in luv wit da twat
Missionary back shots top it off; pop it off (pop it off)
I tell ya right now if my **** is soft (what)
Head before and after, top it off
Come here ma, show ya how to rock a boss
Lick, suck, kiss, kiss, stop, cough,
Hop on, hop off, lollypop cough
I know its right but here comes the hot sauce. (killah!!)
[Hook]
Looking light skin, mommy wit tight slims,
Big butt, big breasts, I noticed that nice chin, (sturdy chin)
I approached her, slight rim, white tins,
Number you can type in, said she don't like men
Ill just ask, ma, if we link we link,
You don't like men, me nether, what a coinkidink (what a coincidence)
Miss jiggy, my piggy, pinky ming, pinky ring blingin (oooo)
You gone touch it or not?
I aint the type to diss you, kinda like the issue.
That's the situation, bring wifey wit you. (Bring her)
Would you like a tissue, you gon need it for da cum in
Your nose baby girl, cuz ya touchin my spot
Its not a question now, it's a guarantee,
They think I think im the shit, well apparently
But you wont hear words like marry me (what, marry me?)
The only thing you gone hear is touch it or not!!
[Hook]
[Lil Wayne]
I get head in the strangest places
Two at da same time, call it changin' faces
I tell the b!tch we ain't tradin places, So stand back and catch
my amazing graces
Taste ya savor it, vanilla icecream she say ohh my favorite
Do you know who you playin wit?
Wayne, chillin like a scacrow, lookin for some brain
Drivin in the range uh, flyin' on the brain her head is crazy so she's insane
She know the game get in and get right
every bitch in the industry wanna rock my mic
I'm hot like light, I'm tough like Ike I don't F wit dog hoes cuz them hoes might bite
Yeah, and then she follows and in the back of my mind I hopin' she swallows
[Hook x2]
Thanks to brandon brown (nodnarb_2001@hotmail.com) for correcting these lyrics
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