"Golden Touch" lyrics

At first, it's up, then it's down
You lose your mind to fool around
It doesn't matter that much
'Cause I'm that nigga with the golden touch

Nobody loves you
Nobody, not the way I do
And the way I do, I always make sure you come first
I bring flowers to your work, give you all your space
You treat me like a jerk and tell me I don't get it
I write you little songs
You ask if they are mine
I tell you I don't borrow lyrics any time

You're as cold as ice, and I think I like it
And I told you twice, microphone is my wife, dear

At first, it's up, then it's down
You lose your mind to fool around
It doesn't matter that much
'Cause I'm that nigga with the golden touch

Head crack, head crack, say it once again for the people in the back
It's not where you're from
It's really where you're at
The mind is a mirror reflecting you back
She's on her own ride
Do yourself a favour, slide to the side
You ain't Bruce Wayne
Better yet Dick Grey
Move, son
Get out the way
Kevin, coming with the one two checka
Everybody knows that Toronto is the Mecca
Went to Great Britain and I rode the double-decker
Took her to the prom and I never even met her
Damn, can't believe she carried my child
I was on the road and the... Forget all that

You're as cold as ice and I think I like it
And I told you twice, microphone, my wife, dear

At first, it's up, then it's down
You lose your mind to fool around
It doesn't matter that much
'Cause I'm that nigga with the golden touch