I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see what's in your pants
I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see the shit that's sitting in your pants
I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see what's in your pants
I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see the shit that's sitting in your pants
I told her make it touch
Alright where you want it baby
I'm only in it for the night I know you wanna date me
I know I'm coming crazy
On your onlyfans you done made a couple hundred K so run it up
You got it
That punani
Made enough to make a down payment on Bugatti
You should make it touch on the gram on my live stream
We going up yeah it's a party
Oh, what a day
I ain't got nothing to say
When I pull up ain't no huddle let's just run the play
Aye, if it's looking pretty I may eat it up
She said she gone ride it like the stallion told her giddy up
I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see what's in your pants
I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see the shit that's sitting in your pants
I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see what's in your pants
I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see the shit that's sitting in your pants
I told her make it touch
I was crying in the club cause my blunt fell
It seem like everyday in life I'm climbing uphill
If you gone f*ck the opps just don't give me the LO
She my shawty no I ain't talking bout LO
I'm tryna touch it, yeah I wanna see you dance
I went all out my way just to see what's in yo pants
You just be all on the runway, you can choose on any man
Once I f*ck I'm on the list of many many men
Tequila for the win, OG that's a blend
Bulbi sent the beat and I had locked it in a trance
F*cking way too hard I'm in this bitch done caught a cramp
When I'm in the box I get sticky like a stamp
(LFTFLD league shit)
I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see what's in your pants
I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see the shit that's sitting in your pants
I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see what's in your pants
I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see the shit that's sitting in your pants
I told her make it touch
Make It Touch Video (MV)
Performed By: Lftfld
Language: English
Length: 2:40
Written by: Christopher Franklin, Morris Taylor, Rasul Shabazz
Lftfld - Make It Touch Lyrics
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I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see what's in your pants
I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see the shit that's sitting in your pants
I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see what's in your pants
I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see the shit that's sitting in your pants
I told her make it touch
Alright where you want it baby
I'm only in it for the night I know you wanna date me
I know I'm coming crazy
On your onlyfans you done made a couple hundred K so run it up
You got it
That punani
Made enough to make a down payment on Bugatti
You should make it touch on the gram on my live stream
We going up yeah it's a party
Oh, what a day
I ain't got nothing to say
When I pull up ain't no huddle let's just run the play
Aye, if it's looking pretty I may eat it up
She said she gone ride it like the stallion told her giddy up
I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see what's in your pants
I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see the shit that's sitting in your pants
I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see what's in your pants
I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see the shit that's sitting in your pants
I told her make it touch
I was crying in the club cause my blunt fell
It seem like everyday in life I'm climbing uphill
If you gone f*ck the opps just don't give me the LO
She my shawty no I ain't talking bout LO
I'm tryna touch it, yeah I wanna see you dance
I went all out my way just to see what's in yo pants
You just be all on the runway, you can choose on any man
Once I f*ck I'm on the list of many many men
Tequila for the win, OG that's a blend
Bulbi sent the beat and I had locked it in a trance
F*cking way too hard I'm in this bitch done caught a cramp
When I'm in the box I get sticky like a stamp
(LFTFLD league shit)
I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see what's in your pants
I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see the shit that's sitting in your pants
I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see what's in your pants
I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see the shit that's sitting in your pants
I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see what's in your pants
I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see the shit that's sitting in your pants
I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see what's in your pants
I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see the shit that's sitting in your pants
I told her make it touch
Alright where you want it baby
I'm only in it for the night I know you wanna date me
I know I'm coming crazy
On your onlyfans you done made a couple hundred K so run it up
You got it
That punani
Made enough to make a down payment on Bugatti
You should make it touch on the gram on my live stream
We going up yeah it's a party
Oh, what a day
I ain't got nothing to say
When I pull up ain't no huddle let's just run the play
Aye, if it's looking pretty I may eat it up
She said she gone ride it like the stallion told her giddy up
I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see what's in your pants
I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see the shit that's sitting in your pants
I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see what's in your pants
I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see the shit that's sitting in your pants
I told her make it touch
I was crying in the club cause my blunt fell
It seem like everyday in life I'm climbing uphill
If you gone f*ck the opps just don't give me the LO
She my shawty no I ain't talking bout LO
I'm tryna touch it, yeah I wanna see you dance
I went all out my way just to see what's in yo pants
You just be all on the runway, you can choose on any man
Once I f*ck I'm on the list of many many men
Tequila for the win, OG that's a blend
Bulbi sent the beat and I had locked it in a trance
F*cking way too hard I'm in this bitch done caught a cramp
When I'm in the box I get sticky like a stamp
(LFTFLD league shit)
I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see what's in your pants
I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see the shit that's sitting in your pants
I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see what's in your pants
I told her make it touch
Make it dance
I'm tryna see the shit that's sitting in your pants
I told her make it touch
Writer: Christopher Franklin, Morris Taylor, Rasul Shabazz
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid