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Touch Up
by King Royalty
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Yeah, pull up
Gon pull up
I know that I'm problematic, really savage, yeah I'm far from average
Cuttin niggas off, they see me winning, tryna take advantage
Told you I would help the best I could and you ain't understand it
Lately I been feeling like an outlaw, I'm hanging with these bandits
Niggas know I'm poppin, but these double C's, designer fashion
I ain't gonna never say I do it if I can't really make it happen
Burn the rubber, fuck the traction, bad bitches I'm attracted
I'm by action, never acting, 100 rounds is what I'm packing
Catch me lackin, never happen, got my head on the swivel
I don't care if I work the hardest, we gon' bust it down the middle
Treat'em all like brothers, I gotta stop calling y'all my niggas
Know I can get another bitch so you can't put me in my feelings
Sippin this prescription, I'm a Houston representative
I'm a boss today, but I put myself in this position
I do things that I can't mention, always got the best intentions
But that don't mean I ain't gon' fuck up, yeah
You get a Nigga like me, then you lucked up
She a Bad Bitch, she just need a lil Touch Up
Put on some money, now she acting hella stuck up
Big titties in that lil' shirt, they getting bunched up
Yeah, all that basic shit do not excited
If you wanna talk a couple million, then you got me
Turn a bad bitch up, I treat it like a hobby
Girl it's still yo body if you got it from yo body
Supply all the liquor, I'ma cater to these bitches
Leave your feelings at the door, I ain't no savior to these bitches
Lil' weed for some pussy, nothing major to these bitches
And bring ya friends with you, I'ma playa to these bitches
All this money on me now, I'm going fed if they catch me
Fill a sucka nigga up with a bunch of lead if he test me
The streets already hectic, if you love me, don't stress me
Cause I been going through a lot of things, it's so depressing
They wanna see me losing, I don't find this shit confusing
Crabs in the bucket, 92% of Houston
Laughing to the bank, six figures, so amusing
I done came up off drugs and prostitution
You get a nigga like me, then you lucked up
She a bad bitch, she just need a lil Touch Up
Put her on some money, now she acting hella stuck up
Big titties in that lil' shirt, they getting bunched up
yeah, all that basic shit do not excite me
If you wanna talk a couple million, then you got me
Turn a bad bitch up, I treat it like a hobby, it's easy
Girl, it's still yo body if you got it from yo body
Yeah, pull up
Gon pull up
I know that I'm problematic, really savage, yeah I'm far from average
Cuttin niggas off, they see me winning, tryna take advantage
Told you I would help the best I could and you ain't understand it
Lately I been feeling like an outlaw, I'm hanging with these bandits
Niggas know I'm poppin, but these double C's, designer fashion
I ain't gonna never say I do it if I can't really make it happen
Burn the rubber, fuck the traction, bad bitches I'm attracted
I'm by action, never acting, 100 rounds is what I'm packing
Catch me lackin, never happen, got my head on the swivel
I don't care if I work the hardest, we gon' bust it down the middle
Treat'em all like brothers, I gotta stop calling y'all my niggas
Know I can get another bitch so you can't put me in my feelings
Sippin this prescription, I'm a Houston representative
I'm a boss today, but I put myself in this position
I do things that I can't mention, always got the best intentions
But that don't mean I ain't gon' fuck up, yeah
You get a Nigga like me, then you lucked up
She a Bad Bitch, she just need a lil Touch Up
Put on some money, now she acting hella stuck up
Big titties in that lil' shirt, they getting bunched up
Yeah, all that basic shit do not excited
If you wanna talk a couple million, then you got me
Turn a bad bitch up, I treat it like a hobby
Girl it's still yo body if you got it from yo body
Supply all the liquor, I'ma cater to these bitches
Leave your feelings at the door, I ain't no savior to these bitches
Lil' weed for some pussy, nothing major to these bitches
And bring ya friends with you, I'ma playa to these bitches
All this money on me now, I'm going fed if they catch me
Fill a sucka nigga up with a bunch of lead if he test me
The streets already hectic, if you love me, don't stress me
Cause I been going through a lot of things, it's so depressing
They wanna see me losing, I don't find this shit confusing
Crabs in the bucket, 92% of Houston
Laughing to the bank, six figures, so amusing
I done came up off drugs and prostitution
You get a nigga like me, then you lucked up
She a bad bitch, she just need a lil Touch Up
Put her on some money, now she acting hella stuck up
Big titties in that lil' shirt, they getting bunched up
yeah, all that basic shit do not excite me
If you wanna talk a couple million, then you got me
Turn a bad bitch up, I treat it like a hobby, it's easy
Girl, it's still yo body if you got it from yo body
