...p since 98 Let em talk Let em hate Watch them lick the navigate If you touch em Wipe em off Bring a brush Then take em off I can make an avalance And I ain't talkin chevy trucks Call me georgia lottery Cause I'll be talkin mega bucks Cause bitch I'm amazin Look what I'm blazin Eyes so ...

... work that thang Let me see it go up and down Rotate that thang, I wanna touch that thang Can you make it go round and round I step up in the club, I'm like who you wit G-Unit in the house, yeah thats my clique Yeah I'm young, but a ***** from the old school On the dance floor, a ***** doin' ...

...yo monkey ass mind,(yeah) diamonds on my pinky,(yeah) hand on the pine, touch and die, yo mama do the second line(yeah), screens fallin from the sky, syrup fallin in my cup, old school chevy, thang, comin down(nigga), what, got diamonds in my mouth, got som gucci on my seat, got g's on my(...

...ble door Make these bitches wonder what he be in so much trouble for I'm touching folk, anytime they trying Grand Hustle folk I'm busting folk, what the fuck we arguing, fussin, cussin' for? You lucky hoe, couple of years ago I prolly cut your throat But fuck it though, what I'm spending someth...

...about the doe still, And anybody in my way, Roadkill, Evrything my hands touch turn to gold, Money, Knots and Jewels with no records sold, (Yeah) I'm Manhandling rappers with no effort, So imagine what'll happen when I start applying pressure, Guillotine flow who ready to get severed, In or o...

...it while mommy teaching I won’t stutter I can tell you had never had a touch Hood up while I show this much, I’ll do that for ya Playing a step Promise i can make it rain Lemme see that suger, king You like that, don’t cha Something ‘bout that cocky thing You got me wanna see wh...

... Hold up, 'Bis quit foldin' up! Punch me in the chest! Make my shoulders touch! Do somethin'! At least one punchline C'mon till the meter reads 9-9-9- ty-nine percent of my fans are blonde 'Bis c'mon answer me man respond! Tell me 'bout the sun rain moon and stars Intergalatical metapho...

... Hold up, 'Bis quit foldin' up! Punch me in the chest! Make my shoulders touch! Do somethin'! At least one punchline C'mon till the meter reads 9-9-9- ty-nine percent of my fans are blonde 'Bis c'mon answer me man respond! Tell me 'bout the sun rain moon and stars Intergalatical metapho...

...olence you vile, venomous, vomital bitches Vain, vicadin, vrin-vrin-vrin Touch this chainsaw, left his brains all Dangling from his neck while his head barely hangs on Blood, guts, guns, cuts Knives, lives, wives, nuns, sluts Bitch, I'mma kill you You don't wanna fuck with me Girls leave, yo...

...could make you gooo I could make you hot, I could make you fly, make you touch the sky, Hey, maybe sooo All of the time, he be up in my, checking through my cell phone, baby no You wanna kill the vibe, on another night, here's another fight, Oh, here we go (Oh, here we go) Baby, don't worry '...

... kisses That you kiss on my face Can't replace what you give me When we touch It's too much such a rush Whenever you are near It's like a song with no end As we bend to the rhythm Of the sun and the earth And the moon and the stars Are all aligned Just for us can't pretend That you don't...

...y done had enough of shady You slay me, nothing you say matters enough to touche me, Rappers try to play me, they use Hailie as a ukulele Woopsa a f-cking daisy That's an honour who even she knows dada's f-cking crazy Fucking animal, cookoo, bananas, fucking AP Maybe it's because I never had a...

...Ewen at the front of the rim Finger roll a dutch Million dollar stage is touched Techs gauges bust Trust no one The lone shogun Rugged tim boots stompa Damaging lyrical mass distruction laucher Nothing can calm the quakage When I break kid Peace to my brothers up north Doing state...

...t be proud of whatever she might do/ This is the first time she ever felt touched/ That didnt bring her to hush like something was being done to her/ That unscrews her/ she loosens with the booze/ Her hinge can stay bent/ addressing her dudes wounds/ Regressing to bedrooms/ where fools ignored ...