Wynne - Don't Touch Lyrics

Lyrics Don't Touch - Wynne



Don't nobody touch me; I'm sick of it
He wanna get intimate? Fly me out to where his city is
Sit me on top, dawg, just like Kendrick is
I'm already ridin' waves, boy
The guy on my TVs the same boy as the one I cut off 'cause he's
Wrapped 'round my finger and I just don't have time to save boys
They all want to the booty, I know
(Predictable... HONEYCOMB!! Yung One! 5-0)
In my city is a forest, better run
Pull up to my den and it's under viral (Bingo!)
They do not impress me. (Ay!)
I should teach a lesson. (Ay!)
Just showed up in Heaven's gates and I been here like 7 days
They all wanna talk about what I've been on
Hold up, motherfucka, let's get it straight
Honey go 007 in the cut
Bad boy got me hot; don't touch
That bad boy got me hot, don't touch me
Bad boy got me hot; don't touch
Honey go 007 in the cut
Bad boy got me hot; don't touch
That bad boy got me hot, don't touch me
Bad boy got me hot; don't touch
I blew up by accident
Your fruit ain't as passionate
Google my average, do do the math. You can't add up by half of it
Put up a left on the map where the atlas is. I might just @ it
Give the pen; where do I sign?
Ghostwriter busta, I run a hot line
They want my two cents; I don't pay 'em no mind
We know the hype comes in waves. (Waves)
I never realized I don't take advice 'til they know my size
I am 5' 6", rhyme is Scotty Pip
Talkin' crooked to me, I fix upper lips
I wouldn't runaway. My mom don't want me to go
(Hol' up. They don't know me. Im scared of it.)
Livin' in a perilous lifestyle.
But I ride for em in the ghost whip,
Flowin down Rodeo like, "Where the homies?!"
'Cause I'm all alone in the city
Won't nobody fuck wit me
Now they're all acting like Whitney
Said they'd always love me. I know that they're kidding.
'Cause I'm all alone in the city
Won't nobody fuck wit me
Now they're all acting like Whitney
Said they'd always love me. I know that they're kidding
Honey go 007 in the cut
Bad boy got me hot; don't touch
That bad boy got me hot, don't touch me
Bad boy got me hot; don't touch
Honey go 007 in the cut
Bad boy got me hot; don't touch
That bad boy got me hot, don't touch me
Bad boy got me hot; don't touch
Hop out the top when I pull up
Pull up on site and I'm dead
None of my friends know me;
All of these people wishing for my
End. I wish they'd put their phones down
Pull up and I'm dead. Yeah yeah. (Yeah yeah...)



Writer(s): Fabio Fusco, Inconnu Compositeur Auteur


Wynne - Don't Touch
Album Don't Touch
date of release
19-10-2018




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