paroles de chanson Can't Touch This - J.R. Donato

Light the weed, hell is you doin?
Soak a towel in this bitch
Hella models, it's Donato, flower power in this bitch
Crackin seals, ain't no liquor so the bottles in this bitch
How you feel?
Do you have some pride to swallow in this bitch
Grab my styrofoam and sip
Grab my phone i got some hits
Boy that tour was hella legit
Funny how them hoes just fell on my dick
And selling my soul, I'm tryna get rich
Ain't selling no poles, he doing them hits
Pouring up fours, I need my fix
Dodging these hoes, can't fuck with a bitch
Aye, ask em what up?
Aye, fresh off the bus, gun on the tuck, ounce on the tuck
Smelling like skunk, they know whats up, aye
Don't know who to trust
Can't put no trust in the Gov, put trust in my gun
We clapping shit up, we do this for fun
You know where I'm from, nigga