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Touch It (Featuring Mary J. Blige, Rah Digga, Missy Elliot, Lloyd Banks, Papoose & DMX) (Remix|Edited) - Busta Rhymes/Mary J. Blige/Rah Digga/Missy Elliott/Lloyd Banks/Papoose/DMX
Lyrics by：Kasseem Dean/Busta Rhymes/Thomas Bangalter/Guy Manuel Homem-Christo
Composed by：Kasseem Dean/Busta Rhymes/Thomas Bangalter/Guy Manuel Homem-Christo
Produced by：Swizz Beatz
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See now you know who the God be
Back runnin' the city and you know who the squad be
Flipmode b***h look see ain't nothin' changed
Now I'm back with the remix with the queens of the game
When you see me in the spot
You n***as better respect it
Y'all already know where I rep
Ain't no reason to check it
And I know that you ain't f**kin'
With me just for the record
So instead I'mma let Mary J Blige come and set it
Now get low Mary
Maybe you can guess who it is
Uh huh
Mary J Blige I'm 'bout to handle my biz
Uh huh
I'm on my grown woman
Still I rep for the kids
In every hood and all my peoples doin' a bid
Turn it up
Now you know who's really the queen deliver the mail
Seven hundred thirty thousand
First week of my sales
The haters plot and they watch
Lookin' all pale
While I'm on a yacht overseas
Doin' my nails
Get low digga
Now he sittin' there lookin' stuck
He thinkin' 'cause he spent a little dough I'm gon' f**k
If money ain't a thing
I'm sayin' let a b***h know
Type to empty an account
How far you willin' to go
Turn it up
Now he hopin' on the jet
He ain't wastin' no time
Told me all expense paid anyplace I could find
Hit the Islands in the Winter
Trickin' all on his dime
Ain't a shorty in the world
Better than mine they wanna
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Get low Missy
I'm jinglin' baby go 'head mami
Don't I look charmin' put your lips up on me
Kiss it touch it good yes I wish you would
You like to see me when I dip baby dip
Don't it look like I got Beyonce's hips
Lookin' like I could be like Nia Long
Boy you smokin' that Cheech and Chong
Get low
I know it feels like I been gone for a minute
But I'm back chinchilla ice on with a fitted
Everybody talk money everybody gone with it
With that bowl of bread smaller
Than the arm of a midget
And you know I'm doin' my thing
It's blue in the ring
If you had it like this
You probably do it the same
But you won't 'cause you broke
All you do is complain
After the club I'mma put
A few in the range and let 'em
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Five boroughs of death
You don't understand
I got New York city in the palm of my hand
Now I could make a tight
Fist and let it crumble ridiculous
Or I could smack the world with
A New York Nemesis
I got staten Island on my pinky
Queens on my thumb dude
The Bronx on my middle finger screamin' f**k you
Rock ice in Manhattan so there's the ring finger
You know I had to keep Brooklyn on the trigger finger
Swizz is the monster X is the beast
With bus everyday is a feast
Stay off the streets
I'm tired of talkin to y'all n***as
I'm a stick a fork in y'all n***as
When I hit 'em man
That truck come get 'em man
I did 'em man
Ain't no remorse for the corpse truth is
Can't ID the body n***a toothless
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You see me you love me
The streets declare me God of the hood
You n***as is watchin' and wishin' you could
Be claimin' the throne the way I got it
Lock it mu
What's good you tryin' to stop it
I'm wishin' you would
'Cause then I'm glad to hit you with
The fact that the God is immortal as spit
The way I be doin' historical s**t
In case you and your n***as act like
You ain't know when I'm informin' your click
I take your while I'm performin' my
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