Don’t Touch

Album cover art for "Don’t Touch" by Blackstreet & Mr. Cheeks

Blackstreet & Mr. Cheeks - Rap, R&B

Don’t Touch

2 Plays

Duration: 3:30

Lyrics

[Intro: Teddy Riley] Oh! [Verse 1: Teddy Riley] Turn the heat up The party's tempo's about to speed up My cup's running empty, I'm 'bout to free up Shawty, shawty dancin' to fuck the place up She had to get touched I slapped her on the butt She turned and smiled, and said "Look, but don't touch You're doing too much If you wanna push up I'll free up, but you need to ease up And leave me to please ya [Verse 2: Chauncey "Black" Hannibal] The game's simple I bang it up with the sheet, lay cripple In the Range, poppin' champagne She do her damn thing Strip and gave brain Balla switched lanes Do you wanna party tonight? Are you tryna get naughty tonight? If you roll with me, then you roll with a king And we can do all sorts of frеaky things And then she said [Chorus:] Dance with mе, dance with me Don't touch my ass when I Shake it for ya, shake it baby Don't feel my ass when you Walk with me, talk with me Don't touch my ass if you Talk, baby, walk, baby You can take me home tonight [Verse 3: Mark Middleton] It's crucial that I need to get to you Rip them jeans, girl, I rip right through you Damn, that booty looks nice It's all juicy and right I wanna take a bite Hell yeah, sure ya right I wanna hug it, get aggressive Fuck it, grip my hands and I cuff it I wanna squeeze it, tease it Make it jiggle, wiggle But I love when it moves, yeah [Verse 4: Eric "E" Williams] I'm a titty man But shawty, when I saw your fan It's like stuck out like a garbage can Do you wanna dance? I grab you by your hand Girl, let's jam, then we scram To the crib, bust some old-fashion cockin' Bustin' springs, and the post is knockin' Wakin' up the neighbors, all the dogs is barkin' But we keep on rockin' til the roosters cluck And she said [Chorus: Blackstreet] Dance with me, dance with me Don't touch my ass when I Shake it for ya, shake it baby Don't feel my ass when you Walk with me, talk with me Don't touch my ass if you Talk, baby, walk, baby You can take me home tonight [Chorus: Blackstreet, Mark Middleton, Mr. Cheeks] Dance with me, dance with me (Oh) Don't touch my ass when I Shake it for ya, shake it baby (Shake it for me, baby) Don't feel my ass when you Walk with me, talk with me (Walk, talk, yeah) Don't touch my ass if you Talk, baby, walk, baby You can take me home tonight [Verse 5: Mr. Cheeks] Hey, it's good seeing you again And I'm still tryna show you how I do again It's you I'm after, shawty I'm no liar neither I told my nigga Ted that I don't want her, I need her Shit, lemme get that Smoke, drink, and chit chat Now, basically, I don't really wanna hit that I ain't getting through? I spit enough lines already Excuse my hands, but it feels like they're mine already Now, throw that ass on me My hands up on your thighs, and It's getting hot in here, the temperature is risin' Your skin's wet, you look like a dub stack Your attitude, what's your style? Yo, a nigga loves that Keep me waitin', just a look, cause when I get you You gon' let everybody know I'm wit you But until then, I'ma tilt and Wait 'til you're ready for your feet to face the ceiling Stop playin' with me, tonight you stayin' with me Basically, you know how it is, I'm the Wiz I get spent, representin' Blackstreet LB fam, hot lyrics, and a fat beat Don't mean to touch your ass like that But listen, shawty, your ass times fat I'm just lettin' you know I'm not lettin' you go You'se incredible, yo, haha [Chorus: Blackstreet, Teddy Riley] Dance with me, dance with me (Shake it down, shake it down, shake it down, now) Don't touch my ass when I (Shake it down, shake it down, shake it down, now) Shake it for ya, shake it baby (Shake it down, shake it down, shake it down, now) Don't feel my ass when you (Shake it down, eeeee) Walk with me, talk with me (Shake it down, shake it down, shake it down, now) Don't touch my ass if you (Shake it down, shake it down, shake it down, now) Talk, baby, walk, baby (Shake it down, shake it down, shake it down, now) You can take me home tonight [Outro: Teddy Riley] Oh-I

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Credits

Writers
  • Lionel Richie
  • Milan Williams
  • Ronald LaPread
  • Teddy Riley
  • Thomas McClary
  • Walter Orange
  • William King