Letra de This Is How You Touch Her - Madwiz

Uh huh

Yea

Yo, butterflies don’t run from gunshots

Ya bird ass niggas scatter, I flow through ya flock

Cold bitches make me double down on my own glaciers

Black with no jack, but my D stay tenacious

So you can never critique the unique

Tough boy, love a mean ass bitch with pretty teeth

You wrote a verse to Shook Ones when Prodigy died

Cold frontin’ like you true to the game, nigga you lied

I heard that you been wantin’ some gems

So the closer the friend, the less money you lend

And I suggest that you step in the spot, rough and smooth

Like my bitches from DC, pussy good, voice raspy

Niggas ask me, why all the ladies love me, wanna hug me

They ain’t enough of me, little buddy

I see you stuck on that girl but if you love her, before you even wanna say you wanna fuck her

This is how you touch her

You can be real with me, that’s why you’re still with me

You can be real with me, that’s why you’re still with me

You can be real with me, that’s why you’re still with me

You can be real with me, that’s why you’re still with me

Yo, hypothetical pain will make you cringe

And [?], watching the nigga they binge

Doing thug things, while searching for peace from within

Now I’m torn, so just send me to hell with wings, uh

I ain’t ya average cowboy at the dude ranch

Cuz they ain’t lookin’ up my credit score for food stamps

Total package, even if I grant you access

I’m top secret, so most of that would be redacted

Can’t fool me but can’t say you never knew me

I’m yours truly how I lyrically, move the [?]

Madwiz, “What is ya last meal before ya die?”

“Give me two chocolate bitches like Bria and Jah”, thanks

But who are you? Street Fighter are you?

Bitches bump Chun-Li and wanna kick it with me, perfect

I put a pussy lights out like the raging demon

You mighta got that round 1, now I say it’s even

Stop hittin’ my phone, I’m chillin gettin’ blazed

Madwiz don’t process claims on business days

We be in [?] crib, contemplatin’ fame

Playing War Frame and watching A Low Down Dirty Shame

Niggas is lame, see them drinking battery water

When I touch cities, ya bitch titties been preordered

I never knock it, I made that song called Topless

And told shorties we goin’ shopping now I’m really outta pocket

I’m never knocking, they ain’t a door I can’t step through

The lord gonna get you, with 44’s to stretch you

Disconnect you, make ya whole shit rupture

I’m that nigga she can’t get enough of

Because this is how you touch her

You can be real with me, that’s why you’re still with me

You can be real with me, that’s why you’re still with me

You can be real with me, that’s why you’re still with me

You can be real with me, that’s why you’re still with me

You can be real with me, that’s why you’re still with me

You can be real with me, that’s why you’re still with me

You can be real with me, that’s why you’re still with me

You can be real with me, that’s why you’re still with me

You can be real with me, that’s why you’re still with me

You can be real with me, that’s why you’re still with me

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