Letras:
3Oh3 Touchin On My

-t-touchin' on my, while I'm touchin' on your You know that we are gonna, 'cause I don't give a T-t-touchin' on my, while I'm touchin' on your You know

tou-touchin on my... While I'm touchin on your... You know that we are gonna... Cause I don't give a... (x2) I can't get you out of my mind (my mind)

’t say no T-t-t-touchin on my *** While I’m touchin on your *** You know that we are gonna *** Cause I don’t give a *** I can’t get you outta my mind

thing And that ain?t a good thing Take it how you want [Verse 3] I guess she forgot how I used to hold her The nights she was goin through it Crying on my

bound to pop up But I don't give a motherfuck I'm mashin' on the gas Like I don't see them sirens flashin' on my ass I'm stashin' on the grass The choppers

Close the curtains and take off your clothes I make you say OH Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh when I touch [Chorus] [Verse 3: The Game] There she go again talking

Switch the Impala from gold to chrome Daitons, Everytime your bitch hear my voice she masturbating, I run though hoes like Walter Payton on the daily, I got your main bitch swallowing my

, cuz we bustin' slugs We sure to stay in touch and clean your mess up And if you from the West Coast, my n*gga westside [Verse 3: Nas] Game got at me

: TuFace Idibia] I no fit shout (oh oh) [x3] I no fit shout e o (oh oh oh oh) [Verse 3 x2: Lazzy] Baby you know you are my number one girl In every nation