Touch It - Busta Rhymes (full 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 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 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 Get low Bus Who be the King of the Sound? Busta Bus back to just put a lock on a town Lot of my niggas be comin\u0027 from miles around See they be comin\u0027 \u0027cause they know how the God get down Turn it up Now you know who holdin\u0027 the throne, so gimme the crown Niggas salutin\u0027 and tryin\u0027 to give me a pound I don\u0027t really fuck with you niggas, you niggas is clown Makin\u0027 the bitches strippin\u0027, throw they shit on the ground Get low Bus Now that\u0027s the way that it goes When we up in the spot, the shit be flooded with hoes See, we a make it hot, the chicks will come out their clothes That\u0027s when you get it, mami already know, I suppose Turn it up Shorty wildin\u0027 and shorty open, she beastin\u0027 it out For the record, just a second, I\u0027m freakin\u0027 it out While she tryin\u0027 to touch, see, I was peepin\u0027 it out She turned around and was tryin\u0027 to put my dick in her mouth I let her 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 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 Get low Bus And as we started, got me ringing her bell When I come I be doin\u0027 it and doin\u0027 it well Then I beat up the coochie and be makin\u0027 it swell Tryin\u0027 to hide the smell of the sex, spraying on the Chanel Turn it up Then they tried to walk with a strut, so no one could tell How a nigga got in they butt made everything jell Now the tickle wild like a nut, she blowin\u0027 my cell Can\u0027t get enough of the kid, I put her under my spell Get low Bus It\u0027s crowded mami, move it along If you know you \u0027bout it then get to removin\u0027 your thong To the whip in back of the truck that\u0027s 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 \u0027Cause we consistently reppin\u0027, see my money is long All my bitches is with me, see how they singin\u0027 the song Plus how we give you the stick and we be dicking along I let her 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 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 Get low Bus The God of the black, see that I\u0027m back Every single time that I drop, the shit is a wrap For the niggas hatin\u0027 the kid, I\u0027m close to strap \u0027Cause 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, bitches lockin\u0027 the strip Lot of mami\u0027s is dancin\u0027 and they shakin\u0027 they hips After that they get low and put the thing on their lips I let them 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 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 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