Throw it by the touch Remember Cam 'ron first shit, thinking was

lost in carriage But I ain't talking marriage, I'm talking

14 carats I ain't talking Tiffany cause I ain't talking

industry I'm talking in the streets, twin Bentleys

I'm trying to be with you mentally before physically

Or physically before mentally Just remember me

For you I let that thing sing like a symphony Sitting dancing, you're Mickey and Mallory

We meant to be, never been a trick I do the shopping for the both of us

Since shit set the vultures and these Mark Jacob loafers

I'm saying, you gon' let me see some?

Stop playing, I ain't know it was like that Goddamn, you bring the LL, why the nigga?

The Louis V, the Birkin and Chanel, why the nigga?

J -12, why the nigga?

So you know what time it is, I'm about to call the relative

Yo, Ma, where you trying to live?

I'm pushing in, your lips Cause my drug is your kiss

I'm pushing in, your body You're beautiful, but that's what you need

I'm pushing in, back door Gonna elevate you to the top floor

I'm pushing in, need a rush Do it by the touch

What's happening, mami? What you doing?

You supposed to be living in a lap of luxury So you should go with me, I'm overly excited

Spend the night, I bet you like it Do with it whatever you like

It don't matter, just don't bite it You see that feeling when you met me?

Well, you shouldn't fight it It said you and I are more than worth a try

So don't deny it, I'm king like Leonidas Dress your hands with the brightest stones

Don't demand when your man's pockets on a diet

Won't you win this presidential? I bet double in the Hyatt

Big money talking, all broke niggas be quiet

It don't matter how he feels All that matters how we live

Don't listen to his opinion Till he stack a couple meals

But until Then feel free to come chill

And like Kree up in the hills Sit back and kick off your heels

Say you never seen a padwood of you so ill

Or received so much pleasure That you couldn't hold still

Well, until

I'm pushing in, your lips Cause my drug is your kiss

I'm pushing in, your body Give you the feeling that you need

I'm pushing in, back door Elevate you to the top floor

I'm pushing in, need a rush Do it in your body, do it in your body

Touch

Straight to the penthouse, elevate Let me put my hands on your w -w -weight

Let me take a second, let me take it in You can run that game all night

But you know I'll be prepared

I'm a superman, I'm super cool I'm in the air, all over you

I'm a superman, I'm super cool I'm in the air, all over you

I let your friends talk bad about you I did Nizzo behind your back

Calling you a H to the Izzo I apologize, lay your head on my pillow

Mr. and Mrs. Smith, we can have a little willow

She can shade her sides, put a couple lines in it

And we can have spritzers, put a couple limes in it

Throw a bar mitzvah, put a couple dimes in it

She go see a Drake show, but never out of line with it

So every chance I get, nigga, I'm in it

Deep sea diving, trying to see what I can find in it

So it's mine, isn't it? And that's a Porsche, ain't it?

So picture that and have Andy Warhol paint it

I'm a rule boy, so I'ma go and get it up

Rihanna, Post, Chris, Mack, Kemp Baby, this is us, so talk to me

Have you ever been to Cannes? Yeah, south of France

Next stop, Japan, let's go

I'm pushing in your lips

Cause my drug is your kiss

I'm pushing in your body

Give you the feel that you need

I'm pushing in, back door

Gonna elevate you to the top floor

I'm pushing in, need a rush

The way that I bring your body, the way you fight each other