paroles de chanson Touch It (Remix) - Busta Rhymes

Aiyyo Swizzy
I told these niggas I was coming back to bust they ass!
Okay! Remix! Part two!

See, now you know who the God be
Back runnin' the city and you know who the squad be
Flipmode, bitch, look see ain't nothin' changed
Now I'm back with the remix with the Queens of the game (Turn it up)
When you see me in the spot, you niggas better respect it
Y'all already know where I rep, ain't no reason to check it
And I know that you ain't fuckin' with me, just for the record
So instead, I'ma let Mary J. Blige come and set it
(Now get low Mary)

Maybe you can guess who it is (Uh huh)
Mary J. Blige, I'm 'bout to handle my biz (Uh huh)
I'm on my grown woman, still I rep for the kids
In every hood, and all my peoples doin' a bid (Turn it up)
Now you know who's really the queen, deliver the mail
Seven hundred thirty thousand, first week of my sales
The haters plot and they watch, lookin' all pale
While I'm on a yacht, overseas, doin' my nails

(Get low Mary)
Well, let me show you how we do
I gotta thank everyone for copping The Breakthrough (Uh huh)
Bus' did take one, the remix is take two
You love the way we reinventing how we just stay new (Turn it up)
How we selling out them stadiums, arenas and all
Only Louis and Gucci, we don't shop at the mall
Got you partyin' And dancin' and havin' a ball
And you love the way we rapping and how we do it for y'all
Go 'head and

Touch it, bring it, pay it, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, pay it, watch it