Touch Me

It musta been the stance that got you, stopped all them clown niggas that
danced around it watch
threw a glance in a flash i found
your little fingers in the buckles that my pants were bound to
now may the force be with you, shirt wetter than the crevice that my claws just
slipped through
(?)pencil tip goin
i bet you jaws you swallow stars that my (?)sable set’s through
now tell me how it feel about it
with ya mouth though you might just have to dream about it hah
(?)you know all over, all you wanna do is touch me
you the angel in my dreams girl you must be
girl you so wealthy
baby think of me
trust you can trust me
uh go touch yaself
we cayn get comfy
want ou above me
please say you love me
boyy you wanna dip in this
swim at your own risk you might sink in this i
i ain’t the bitch to be flashin my tits
cuz your little broke bling look rediculous
so you dream about it go and think about it
i be on it and your ass might leave without it
nigga fuck which out it
dont do do doubt it
do what you gotta do
but the bitch is bout it ha
i had one on the futon
one in the shower
one in the backseat
three this past hour
one in the balcony two on the dance floor
i need to sit i can’t stand no more
hoe hang tired back it up to the sofa
spread twisted the little pump back to bend over
touches gettin harder, you must be getting smarter
huddle for my game plan then break with no carter
obv not 100% with these lyrics