She Turned Around and Was Trying to Put My Lyrics

Song Details: She Turned Around and Was Trying to Put My Lyrics. The name of the song is Touch It which is sung by Busta Rhymes

She Turned Around and Was Trying to Put My Lyrics

“Touch it- bring it – pay it – watch it –
Turn it – leave it – start – format it”
-] repeat 6x

Aiyyo swizz I don’t think they ready for this sh^t
Aiyyo let me take they a^s back to the club real quick

[verse 1]
(get low bus!) who be the king of the sound? (uh huh)
Busta bus back to just put a lock on a town (uh huh)
Lot of my b^^ches be comin from miles around
See they be cumin (uh!) cause they know how the god get down (turn it up!!)
Now you know who holdin the throne so gimme the crown (huh)
n^^gas solutin and tryin to give me a pound (come on)
I don’t really f^^k with you n^^gas you n^^gas is clown
Makin the b^^ches strippin throw they sh^t on the ground
(get low bus!) now that’s the way that it goes (uh huh)
When we up in the spot the sh^t be flooded with hoes (come on)
See we a make it hot, the chicks will come out their clothes
That’s when you get it (huh) mami already know I suppose (turn it up!!)
Shorty wildin and shorty open she beastin it out
For the record (huh) just a second I’m freakin it out (come on)
While she tryin to touch see I was peepin it out
She turned around and was tryin to put my d^^k in her mouth I let her

“Touch it- bring it – babe – watch it –
Turn it – leave it – stop – format it”
-] repeat 4x

[verse 2]
(get low bus!) and as we started, got me ringing her bell (uh huh)
When I come I be doin it and doin it well (uh huh)
Then I beat up the coochie and be makin it swell
Tryin to hide the smell of the s*x, spraying on the chanel (turn it up!)
Then they try to walk with a strut so no one could tell
How a n^^ga got in they butt, made everything jail
Now the tickle wild like a nut, she blowin my cell (come on)
Can’t get enough of the kid I put her under my spell
(get low bus!) it’s crowded mami move it along (uh huh)
If you know you ’bout it then get to removin your thong (uh huh)
To the whip in back of the truck that’s where you belong
After the yac, see the type of raunchy sh^t they be on (turn it up!!)
Street n^^gas respect it because my movement is strong (come on)
Cause we consistently reppin see my money is long
All my b^^ches is with me see how they singin the song
Plus how we give you the stick and we be d^^kin along, I let her

[verse 3]
(get low bus!) the god of the black, see that I’m back (uh huh)
Every single time that I drop, the sh^t is a wrap (uh huh)
For the n^^gas hatin the kid I’m clos to strap
Cause all these b^^ches wanna come talk to sit on my lap (turn it up!!)
Everytime I give you bang sh^t to knock in your whip
n^^ga always do his thing b^^ch lockin the strip (come on)
Lot of mami’s is dancin and they shakin they hips
After that they get low and put the thing on their lips, I let ’em

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