Chorus: Cause you can look but you can't touch Cause the best things in life ain't cheap You can look but you can't touch Cause baby I ain't for keeps
You can look but you can't touch Baby no I ain't meant for keep You can look, no You don't touch it You can look, no Don't touch it You can look, no
you'd better let me be Chorus: Cause you can look but you can't touch Cause the best things in life ain't cheap You can look but you can't touch Cause
Tradução: Veneno. Mira Pero no se puede tocar.
gellin Lock you up for days and got a nigga ass smellin Yo FUCK THAT! You best believe there ain't no time for dwellin If you ain't makin noise you need
sad song (My baby ain't never hurt nobody!) But he still got smoked at Bebe's party But you're not the first or the last You're nothin but a short story
t you don't you want to thrill me Don't you be afraid to tell me Tell me if you think it's ugly But now don't you want to touch it anyway I've been looking
on like a rose But everybody knows, don't ya know, don't ya know.. She'll get you in touch You can look but you'd better not touch... Poison Ivy, Poison
some cheese! And I see that you're scheming on the comedians now But leave me, bitch You better believe can't nobody save you When I move my music underground
brought with us everywhere From your birth you were born in to this Never knowing when the walls would crack In your defense you were so unprepared you Said the things that you can?t
Pagan Cathedral." 2:03 Don?t love me, don?t you dare! I lie, I cheat and I don?t care Don't you go telling me tales about fidelity. truth ain't safe
street credibility you overkill Y'all ain't real Talkin bout keep it gangsta Only if you knew the gangsta sent me to shank you Gank you, gank you, tie
a lesson too, because you can't let the Streets beat you! Well a picture can express a thousand words to describe all the beauty of life you give And
a touch of wisdom Beams that through up the system, spleens, I conduct, you listen How you gonna tell me no, yo, the fuck you is in Locked in a four
raps sewn in your chest, You can't fathom the dopest flow, amateurs don't you know, What ever happened to a good old fashioned broken nose? Don't become
I try to get over you But it's all in vain Can't evade your magic Cause the walls Of love won't let me through The prison of passion Aaaahhh I met you
good They're just gonna rip you off, they're just gonna rip you off Don't trust 'em, don't trust 'em" I said, "Why momma?" She said, "I told you don't
