Don't Touch Me (Throw Da Water On 'Em) [Explicit]

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Here we go!

Back with the most venomous rap

I be the godfather of the club banger, let me hear you clap

You can applause me from the very beginning

You can give me a standing ovation while I bang your face in

With another banger, now call it a cliff hanger

Watch me mangle and strangle this whole rap shit, come on!

You can see the way I make 'em act sick from down bottom

The way I got 'em, gimme my cash quick, come on!

Rock on, you better grab on to something

Because I'm about to shake shit again and make 'em black, bitch, come on!

I can hear the shots ring off, my bitch is taking everything off

Each other got 'em wilding, running for cover

The King Kong, Big Foot gully with a scully bully of raps

Still ugly with the money running a trap

Now they giving me dap

As far as I'm concerned in this motherfucker, look how I got 'em

Now they ready to shout

So, don't touch me **** (You might burn yourself)

Don't touch me, **** (You might burn yourself)

We got 'em hot in this bitch (So throw the water on 'em)

We got 'em hot in this bitch (So throw the water on 'em)

We got 'em hot in this bitch (So throw the water on 'em)

We got 'em hot in this bitch (So throw the water on 'em)

Here we go!

Now you see the alcohol spilling

And we got 'em, hands in the ceiling

You know we only come to rattle the building

And break it on down just a little once again, knowing we holding

The bank, so let me keep the dice rolling

And keep it traditional, the way I keep my money falling

While you slacking on your macking, dude, we always keep it going

Right to the left, do it to def

Now watch me come through with a chisel

And make the game sizzle, and I

Pull out the skillet, prepare for the cooking

How I'm wilding, **** wonder when I'm gonna bring the hook in

Thugs ice grilling every time they get to looking

Got 'em wilding over seas all the way back to go Brooklyn

Now they ready to spaz 'cause we bring the best of the

Shit to shut it down on the regular

That's with the, fly '80s **** that was whipping in a Creseda

Fresher than, most of these **** killing the rest of them

Villains that was thinking that they rushing in and busting in

But the way we was doing, we was muscling their hustling

So, don't touch me **** (You might burn yourself)

Don't touch me, **** (You might burn yourself)

We got 'em hot in this bitch (So throw the water on 'em)

We got 'em hot in this bitch (So throw the water on 'em)

We got 'em hot in this bitch (So throw the water on 'em)

We got 'em hot in this bitch (So throw the water on 'em)

Here we go!

You don't really want it, my dude

I'm saying most my **** is rude

And when we come, we eat a **** food

Back to the fact of the matter at hand

For me to come and control this whole shit was only part of the plan

The other part of the plan for you to understand

That nothing can fuck with the kid, let me say it again!

The Broad Back B, Busta Bust back to put out the trash

And just for the record we got it on smash, now

How the fuck they even got the audacity?

The fire marshal come and try to talk about capacity

Every time I'm in the spot, I hope you know it has to be

Extremely packed to shut it down, you'll probably cause a tragedy

Don't you know that when I'm in the place I change the mood again?

I be wilding with raunchy bitches and a bunch of hooligans

Now don't get it fucked up just because I flaunt a ****

And think that they can test me, bring it if you really want it

See, I be the type to always beat you to the punch faster

I keep a smile on my face but carry the Bushmaster

So, don't touch me **** (You might burn yourself)

Don't touch me **** (You might burn yourself)

We got 'em hot in this bitch (So throw the water on 'em)

We got 'em hot in this bitch (So throw the water on 'em)

We got 'em hot in this bitch (So throw the water on 'em)

We got 'em hot in this bitch (So throw the water on 'em)

Keep it going!

You already know I said it word to mother

Shit is so hot you **** think it's cold up in the summer

Shh, calm the noise down, let's get a little quiet

'Cause the neighbors call the police, they know we cause riots

And they know that we'll have them thinking they dancing with the devil

When they play the music, turn the volume to the highest level

You got it right, let's keep the bombs going

Like we lit a stick of dynamite

Now you know you need to follow whenever you hear the god spit (Aw shit!)

You see me, ****, back in the cockpit

I be getting this money, I'll give you all a stock tip

First buy a **** till you see the sweat drop, drip

So, don't touch me **** (You might burn yourself)

Don't touch me **** (You might burn yourself)

We got 'em hot in this bitch (So throw the water on 'em)

We got 'em hot in this bitch (So throw the water on 'em)

We got 'em hot in this bitch (So throw the water on 'em)

We got 'em hot in this bitch (So throw the water on 'em)

Here we go!