9ten Mobb - Touch It

House on the hill, Belair on chill, bright link conveys it’s time
For my next trill So many options a nicca can’t lose (SO FRESH)
Jewery match the shoes, my pockets on Bill Gates, eating good but I’m grind
Like I never ate. Got 3 with me like I’m on eliminate-date (TOO COLD)
They all play they role (BRICKHOUSE) like the dancers of solid gold
They love to pop it for a boss, she like to watch while I get topped off my
Tounge deep n the otha, backshots, whip me down, tuck’em under covers
Day break we all go our separate ways til the next time we play secrete
Treat, for me, see’em in the streets, we don’t even speak, couple days pass by
(GOTTA HAVE YA) I’m right back staring in your eyes.

Written by:
Antonio Spears

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