Lyrics: Touch It Or Not (feat. Lil Wayne)

Killa, dipset, lil weezy, cash money
Yo ma, let me holla, let's do this uh

[Hook]
Ma, I been huggin' the block (huggin' the block)
That’s right, hustling rocks (hustling rocks)
I know I been puffin a lot
But I need to know ma, you gone touch it or not

My drink hard as a rubber rubber
You know what, tell that shit to anotha sucka
I ain't no sucka mama, com’mon, F the drama
Pat, kiss it then, lil puckerama
I'm so active, you bein' so draftive
Got something for your face, not proactive
Imma pro at this, round the globe atlas
But I need to know ma, u gone touch it or not
Baby girl I'm in luv wit ya spot
Missionary back shots top it off; pop it off (pop it off)
I tell ya right now if my **** is soft (what)
Hey before and after, top it off
Come here ma, show ya how to rock a boss
Lick, suck, kiss, kiss, stop, cough
Hop on, hop off, lollypop cough
I know it's right but here comes the hot sauce (killah!!)

[Hook]

Looking light skin, mommy wit tight slims
Big butt, big breasts, I noticed that nice chin (sturdy chin)
I approached her, slight grin, white timbs
Number you can type in, said she don't like men
I just laughed, ma, if we link we link
You don’t like men, me neither, what a coinidink (what a coincidence)
Miss jiggy, my piggy, pinky mink, pinky ring blingin' (oooo)
You gone touch it or not?
I ain't the type to diss you, kinda like the issue
That’s the situation, bring wifey wit you (Bring her)
Would you like a tissue, or a wet wipe?
Either one baby girl, cuz ya touchin' my spot
It's not a question now, it’s a guarantee
They think I think i'm the shit, well apparently
But you won't hear words like marry me (what, marry me?)
The only thing you gone hear is touch it or not!!

[Hook]

[Lil Wayne]
I get head in the strangest places
Some nut same time, call it changin' faces
I tell the bitch we ain't tradin places
So stand back and catch my amazing graces
Taste ya savor it, vanilla icecream she say ohh my favorite
Do you know who you playin' wit?
Wayne, chillin' like a scacrow, lookin for some brain
Drivin' in the range uh, flyin' on the brain
Her head is crazy so she's insane
She know the game get in and get right
Every bitch in the industry wanna rock my mic
I'm hot like light, I'm tough like Ike
I don't F wit dog hoes cuz them hoes might bite
Yeah, and then she follows
And in the back of my mind I hopin' she swallows

[Hook 2x]