Now who rep Jersey like me? Baby few dudes ain't worthy like me You know I keep somethin pretty by me Good pair of frames, Polo white tee Y'all see somethin with a body have her my queen Extra small waist, top lookin like D's Y'all don't cuff 'em or make 'em wifey Cause you ain't Coco and I ain't Ice T So it's unlikely, I trick on her tryin to ball Tattoo on her back said China Doll Joey! Talk to 'em like Imus y'all And give head to a brother, need a Tylenol And let's keep what we do on the low No entourage, just a one-man show Let's break out from the club around 4 But it's just one thing that a nigga must know Can we
[Chorus] Touch, go, touch and go Touch, go, touch and go Touch and go, touch, go Touch, go, touch and go - HERE WE GO! (She said she had a man but so) (There's just one thing that I really must know - can we) Touch and go, touch, go Touch, go (can we) touch and go HERE WE GO!
[Joe Budden] I mean I've been seen the broad, you just met her I'm in the 'tel with her, you just text her You just chase her, you just sweat her She played you out, you just let her You just peck her, you protect her I don't even understand them gestures I undress her, throw her on the dresser (and) Normally the room like like Esther But if she act up, gotta check her R.L. +Next+ her, that's just my regular Et cetera, my service like Federer The Rodger cat, now do you roger that? Let's keep what we do on the low No entourage, just a one-man show Let's break out from the club around 4 But it's just one thing that a nigga must know Can we
[Chorus]
[Joe Budden] How you doin tonight? Matter fact, what you doin tonight? If the answer's nothin I'm hopin us two could get into somethin So let me know what you doin tonight Or, maybe I'm what you doin tonight Call me up naked when she home alone And make the tone long, now that's the phone bone Look I ain't gotta compliment you Uhh, me bein me compliments you So on the balcony or in the tub On the plane join the Mile High Club From the club to the bathroom stall Whenever we'll hook up she ain't wearin no drawers Ooh baby I likes it raw But keep that behind closed doors, my door
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Now who rep Jersey like me? Baby few dudes ain't worthy like me You know I keep somethin pretty by me Good pair of frames, Polo white tee Y'all see somethin with a body have her my queen Extra small waist, top lookin like D's Y'all don't cuff 'em or make 'em wifey Cause you ain't Coco and I ain't Ice T So it's unlikely, I trick on her tryin to ball Tattoo on her back said China Doll Joey! Talk to 'em like Imus y'all And give head to a brother, need a Tylenol And let's keep what we do on the low No entourage, just a one-man show Let's break out from the club around 4 But it's just one thing that a nigga must know Can we
[Chorus] Touch, go, touch and go Touch, go, touch and go Touch and go, touch, go Touch, go, touch and go - HERE WE GO! (She said she had a man but so) (There's just one thing that I really must know - can we) Touch and go, touch, go Touch, go (can we) touch and go HERE WE GO!
[Joe Budden] I mean I've been seen the broad, you just met her I'm in the 'tel with her, you just text her You just chase her, you just sweat her She played you out, you just let her You just peck her, you protect her I don't even understand them gestures I undress her, throw her on the dresser (and) Normally the room like like Esther But if she act up, gotta check her R.L. +Next+ her, that's just my regular Et cetera, my service like Federer The Rodger cat, now do you roger that? Let's keep what we do on the low No entourage, just a one-man show Let's break out from the club around 4 But it's just one thing that a nigga must know Can we
[Chorus]
[Joe Budden] How you doin tonight? Matter fact, what you doin tonight? If the answer's nothin I'm hopin us two could get into somethin So let me know what you doin tonight Or, maybe I'm what you doin tonight Call me up naked when she home alone And make the tone long, now that's the phone bone Look I ain't gotta compliment you Uhh, me bein me compliments you So on the balcony or in the tub On the plane join the Mile High Club From the club to the bathroom stall Whenever we'll hook up she ain't wearin no drawers Ooh baby I likes it raw But keep that behind closed doors, my door
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