Busta Rhymes Touch it Lyrics:
"touch it- bring it - babe- watch it - turn
it - leave it - stop - format it"

"touch it- bring it -babe- watch it - turn
it - leave it - stop - format it" ->
repeat 6x

[intro] aiyyo swizz i don't think they ready for
this shit aiyyo let me take they ass 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 bitches 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) niggas solutin and tryin to give me a pound
(come on) i don't really fuck with you niggas you
niggas is clown makin the bitches strippin throw
they shit on the ground (get low bus!) now that's
the way that it goes (uh huh) when we up in the
spot the shit 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 dick in
her mouth i let her
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[chorus] "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 sex, spraying on the chanel (turn it
up!) then they try to walk with a strut so no one
could tell how a nigga 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 shit they be on (turn it up!!) street
niggas respect it because my movement is strong
(come on) cause we consistently reppin see my
money is long all my bitches is with me see how
they singin the song plus how we give you the
stick and we be dickin along, i let her

[chorus]

[verse 3] (get low bus!) the god of the black,
see that i'm back (uh huh) every single time that
i drop, the shit is a wrap (uh huh) for the niggaz
hatin the kid i'm clos to strap cause all these
bitches wanna come talk to sit on my lap (turn it
up!!) everytime i give you bang shit to knock in
your whip nigga always do his thing bitch 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

[chorus]
Lyrics: Touch it, Busta Rhymes [end]