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Ellen Tracy, Caesar Picadi, Issac Mizrahi
Or fuck around with Dolce Gabbana
Sippin' pure 'Zay with the Ill Na Na
Nigga, you fuck around

And how you know you tease and you join
Nigga your royalties and your pawn so what the deal is?
But Foxy Brown met Case, now, we laced
Bonnie met Clyde, now
I'm up in Jamaica breaking all your paper

You're the only one for me
You're the only one I need
Can't nobody make me feel
The way you're making me feel
And girl, you know this love is real

Touch me, tease me
Feel me and caress me
Hold on tight and don't let go
Baby, I'm about to explode
'Cuz all my love you can control

I'll spend the night with you
If you promise you will do
All the things to make me scream
And you know just what I mean
'Cuz tonight you taste like ice cream

I wanna make you fall in love
Make you touch the stars above
Please me low and be my friend
I'll come back and hit it again
And again, and again, and again
Don't go away

Touch me, tease me
Feel me and caress me
Hold on tight and don't let go
Baby, I'm about to explode
'Cuz all my love you can control
Can you feel me comin' down?

What? Let me get that Lex nigga
Sex, wetter than aquariums
Flashing, they get their ass in
Who fucks slow with lear jets and coups
My ones stackin'
You ain't know that I be mackin'?

The extra set of keys, the thirty G's
Them trips to Belize had you livin' on your knees
Oh, not to mention the laced out crib in Dallas
The forty room palace, sippin' Cristal-ise

Touch me, tease me
Feel me and caress me
Hold on tight and don't let go
Baby, I'm about to explode
'Cuz all my love you can control

Touch me, tease me
Feel me and caress me
Hold on tight and don't let go
Baby, I'm about to explode
'Cuz all my love you can control

Touch me, tease me
Feel me and caress me
Hold on tight and don't let go
Baby, I'm about to explode
'Cuz all my love you can control

Ellen Tracy, Caesar Picadi, Issac Mizrahi
Or fuck around with Dolce Gabbana