Текст песни Touch It - Remix 3 (Edited) - Busta Rhymes , DMX
Touch
it,
bring
it,
babe,
watch
it
Turn
it,
leave
it,
stop,
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it
Touch
it,
bring
it,
babe,
watch
it
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it,
leave
it,
stop,
format
it
Touch
it,
bring
it,
babe,
watch
it
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it,
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it,
stop,
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it
Touch
it,
bring
it,
babe,
watch
it
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it,
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it
Aiyyo
Swizzy,
I
told
these
niggaz
I
was
comin
back
to
bust
they
ass!!!
Ok!
Remix!
Part
Two!
Get
low
Bus!
See
now
you
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'm
a
let,
mary
j.
blige
come
and
set
it
(Now
get
low
Mary!)
Maybe
you
can
guess
who
it
is
(Uh
huh)
Mary
J.
Blige
about
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
Digga!)
Now
he
sittin
there
lookin
stuck
(Ha!)
He
thinkin
cause
he
spent
a
little
dough
I'm
'gon
fuck
If
money
ain't
a
thang
I'm
sayin
let
a
bitch
know
Typed
to
empty
a
account,
how
far
you
willin
to
go
(Turn
it
up!)
Now
he
hopin
on
the
jet
he
ain't
wastin
no
time
told
me
all
expense
paid
anyplace
i
could
find
hit
the
islands
in
the
winter
trickin
all
on
his
dime
ain't
a
shorty
in
the
world
pussy
better
than
mine,
they
wanna
Touch
it,
bring
it,
babe,
watch
it
Turn
it,
leave
it,
stop,
format
it
Touch
it,
bring
it,
babe,
watch
it
Turn
it,
leave
it,
stop,
format
it
Touch
it,
bring
it,
babe,
watch
it
Turn
it,
leave
it,
stop,
format
it
Touch
it,
bring
it,
babe,
watch
it
Turn
it,
leave
it,
stop,
format
it
Bus
this
is
serious
man!(Get
low
Missy!)
I'm
jinglin
baby,
go
'head
mami,
don't
I
look
charmin
put
your
lips
up
on
me
(Woo!!!)
Kiss
it
touch
it,
good,
yes
I
wish
you
would
(Turn
it
up!)
You
like
to
see
me
when
i
dip
baby
dip
(ha!)
don't
it
look
like
i
got
beyonce's
hips
lookin
like
i
could
be
nia
long
boy
you
smokin
that
cheech
and
chong
(Get
low
Banks!)
I
know
it
feels
like
I
been
gone
for
a
minute
But
I'm
back
chinchilla
Ice
on
with
a
fitted
Everybody
talk
money
everybody
gonna
run
with
that
bowl
of
bread
smaller
than
the
arm
of
a
midget
(Turn
it
up!)
and
you
know
i'm
doin
my
thing
it's
blue
in
the
ring
if
you
had
it
like
this
you
probably
do
it
the
same
but
you
won't
cause
you
broke
all
you
do
is
complain
after
the
club,
i'm
a
put
a
few
in
the
range
and
let
'em
Touch
it,
bring
it,
babe,
watch
it
Turn
it,
leave
it,
stop,
format
it
Touch
it,
bring
it,
babe,
watch
it
Turn
it,
leave
it,
stop,
format
it
Touch
it,
bring
it,
babe,
watch
it
Turn
it,
leave
it,
stop,
format
it
Touch
it,
bring
it,
babe,
watch
it
Turn
it,
leave
it,
stop,
format
it
(Get
low
Papoose!)
Papoose,
Pa-poose,
had
to
get
on
this
club
banger
Smack
you
in
your
mouth
make
you
swallow
your
pulp
razor
Pop
a
couple
bottles
laugh
about
it
with
Bus
later
Bare
witness
I'm
the
young
savior
(Turn
it
up!)
I
got
staten
island
on
my
pinky
queens
on
my
dumb
dude
the
bronx
on
my
middle
finger
screamin
fuck
you
rock
ice
in
manhattan
so
there's
the
ring
finger
you
know
i
had
to
keep
brooklyn
on
the
trigger
fin
(Get
low
X)
Swizz
is
the
monster,
X
is
the
beast
Fuckin
wit
Bus,
man
everyday
is
a
piece
Stay
off
the
streets,
tired
of
talkin
to
y'all
niggaz
I'ma
stick
a
fork
at
y'all
niggaz
(Turn
it
up)
When
i
hit
'em,
man
that
crunk
gon
get
'em
man
Fucked
up
how
i
did
'em
man
(what)
Ain't
no
remorse
for
the
corpse,
truth
is
Can't
i.d.
The
body,
nigga
toothless
Touch
it,
bring
it,
babe,
watch
it
Turn
it,
leave
it,
stop,
format
it
Touch
it,
bring
it,
babe,
watch
it
Turn
it,
leave
it,
stop,
format
it
Touch
it,
bring
it,
babe,
watch
it
Turn
it,
leave
it,
stop,
format
it
Touch
it,
bring
it,
babe,
watch
it
Turn
it,
leave
it,
stop,
format
it
(Get
low
Bus!
) You
see
me
you
love
me
the
streets
declare
me
God
of
the
hood
You
niggaz
is
watchin
and
wishin
you
could
Be
claimin
the
throne
the
way
I
got
it
lock
it
mu'fuckers
What's
good
you
tryin
to
stop
it
I'm
wishin
you
would
(Turn
it
up)
Cause
them
i'm
glad
to
hit
you
with
the
fact
that
the
god
is
immortal
as
spit
The
way
i
be
doin
historical
shit
Incase
you
and
your
niggas
act
like
you
aint
know
when
i'm
informin
your
click
I
take
your
bitch
while
i'm
perfomin
my
shit
Touch
it,
bring
it,
babe,
watch
it
Turn
it,
leave
it,
stop,
format
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Touch
it,
bring
it,
babe,
watch
it
Turn
it,
leave
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stop,
format
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it,
bring
it,
babe,
watch
it
Turn
it,
leave
it,
stop,
format
it
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it,
bring
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babe,
watch
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Turn
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leave
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stop,
format
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