No one can separateThe bound that we share'Cause everytimeI run and standIt still going nowhereChorus:I just can'tGet over your touchI get a rushIt builds upSo dangerousThe way you hold meIt just feels so rightI'm hypnotizedIt's taking overMy mind and(Just can't getover your touch)(Chris Classic):The way you move itThe way I touch youI'm just provingHow good I'll fuck youOff the RichterOff the meterMisses Applebaum, BonitaKnow you feel thatWhere my hands atMakes me not careWhere your mans atI have not fearGirl, I'm past thatI just want youAsking me'Where ya' pants at?'In the morningAfter an eveningLots of moaningHeavy breathingBody's sockingShowers steamingGot you openLoud and screamingCall it passionCall it lustCall it classicCall it a mustLay it down deep girlAll in your gutsFeel the rushThat startsWith a touch(Chorus)(Chris Classic):Now when I met youKnew I shouldn'tGet attachedBut after one touchIt had me coming backSweat running downThe side of your hipI'm tongueKissing all of your lipsI mean all fourYou on all foursFour Season hotelI'm on tourJust reasonTo see you some moreEven gave youThe keys to my doorI don't usuallyGet chicks used to meThat's just prove to beToo much dramaBut girlI wanna meet your mamaMake her say 'bout timeJust like ObamaI got baggageYou got baggageWe should unpack itBefore we stack itWho are we kiddingWe know our statusHad a lot of bad chicksYou the baddest
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No one can separate
The bound that we share
'Cause everytime
I run and stand
It still going nowhere
Chorus:
I just can't
Get over your touch
I get a rush
It builds up
So dangerous
The way you hold me
It just feels so right
I'm hypnotized
It's taking over
My mind and
(Just can't get
over your touch)
(Chris Classic):
The way you move it
The way I touch you
I'm just proving
How good I'll fuck you
Off the Richter
Off the meter
Misses Applebaum, Bonita
Know you feel that
Where my hands at
Makes me not care
Where your mans at
I have not fear
Girl, I'm past that
I just want you
Asking me
'Where ya' pants at?'
In the morning
After an evening
Lots of moaning
Heavy breathing
Body's socking
Showers steaming
Got you open
Loud and screaming
Call it passion
Call it lust
Call it classic
Call it a must
Lay it down deep girl
All in your guts
Feel the rush
That starts
With a touch
(Chorus)
(Chris Classic):
Now when I met you
Knew I shouldn't
Get attached
But after one touch
It had me coming back
Sweat running down
The side of your hip
I'm tongue
Kissing all of your lips
I mean all four
You on all fours
Four Season hotel
I'm on tour
Just reason
To see you some more
Even gave you
The keys to my door
I don't usually
Get chicks used to me
That's just prove to be
Too much drama
But girl
I wanna meet your mama
Make her say 'bout time
Just like Obama
I got baggage
You got baggage
We should unpack it
Before we stack it
Who are we kidding
We know our status
Had a lot of bad chicks
You the baddest
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