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this is how you touch her - madwiz lyrics

[intro]
uh huh
yea

[verse 1]
yo, b*tterflies don’t run from gunshots
ya bird ass n*ggas scatter, i flow through ya flock
cold b*tches make me double down on my own glaciers
black with no jack, but my d stay tenacious
so you can never critique the unique
tough boy, love a mean ass b*tch with pretty t**th
you wrote a verse to shook ones when prodigy died
cold frontin’ like you true to the game, n*gga you lied
i heard that you been wantin’ some gems
so the closer the friend, the less money you lend
and i suggest that you step in the spot, rough and smooth
like my b*tches from dc, p*ssy good, voice raspy
n*ggas ask me, why all the ladies love me, wanna hug me
they ain’t enough of me, little buddy
i see you stuck on that girl but if you love her, before you even wanna say you wanna f*ck her
this is how you touch her

[chorus]
you can be real with me, that’s why you’re still with me
you can be real with me, that’s why you’re still with me
you can be real with me, that’s why you’re still with me
you can be real with me, that’s why you’re still with me
[verse 2]
yo, hypothetical pain will make you cringe
and [?], watching the n*gga they binge
doing thug things, while searching for peace from within
now i’m torn, so just send me to h*ll with wings, uh
i ain’t ya average cowboy at the dude ranch
cuz they ain’t lookin’ up my credit score for food stamps
total package, even if i grant you access
i’m top secret, so most of that would be redacted
can’t fool me but can’t say you never knew me
i’m yours truly how i lyrically, move the [?]
madwiz, “what is ya last meal before ya die?”
“give me two chocolate b*tches like bria and jah”, thanks
but who are you? street fighter are you?
b*tches bump chun*li and wanna kick it with me, perfect
i put a p*ssy lights out like the raging demon
you mighta got that round 1, now i say it’s even
stop hittin’ my phone, i’m chillin gettin’ blazed
madwiz don’t process claims on business days
we be in [?] crib, contemplatin’ fame
playing war frame and watching a low down dirty shame
n*ggas is lame, see them drinking battery water
when i touch cities, ya b*tch titties been preordered
i never knock it, i made that song called topless
and told shorties we goin’ shopping now i’m really outta pocket
i’m never knocking, they ain’t a door i can’t step through
the lord gonna get you, with 44’s to stretch you
disconnect you, make ya whole sh*t rupture
i’m that n*gga she can’t get enough of
because this is how you touch her
[chorus]
you can be real with me, that’s why you’re still with me
you can be real with me, that’s why you’re still with me
you can be real with me, that’s why you’re still with me
you can be real with me, that’s why you’re still with me
you can be real with me, that’s why you’re still with me
you can be real with me, that’s why you’re still with me
you can be real with me, that’s why you’re still with me
you can be real with me, that’s why you’re still with me
you can be real with me, that’s why you’re still with me
you can be real with me, that’s why you’re still with me

- madwiz lyrics

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