"Don't Touch Me" lyrics
Marion Jola, Danilla & Ramengvrl Lyrics
Lady, come sit right here next to me
Do not hesitate, just don't be shy, lady
Seeing you right there from across the street
Captivating from your face to your hips, lady
Why should I be the one who takes the blame?
Over and over feelin' all the same
Messin' with my head might as well be insane, yeah
I just can't stand all of your silly games
Stop telling me I don things for myself
Here is a warning, get your dirty hands off me, yeah
(I don't think it's fair, man) I don't think it's fair, man
(For all of us woman) no no no no no
(I don't think it's fair, man) I don't think it's fair, man
(For all of us woman) no no no no no
Bitch, suck on my dick
My dinner is your head cut to a plate
I want the cake, I don't want the split
Ain't sign no deals while I'm getting lit (capische?)
Leave that to Tobi, shout out my money
Fuck all the fame, I just want my money
Now I got the money, now I want the equity
Lotta these old heads they mad now they quittin'
I'm gettin' the bag in silence they hatin'
Apology not meant to be rude
These boys be noisy, I'm finna hit snooze
These boys be mad cos they think I'm too vulgar
Boy, you a loser!
I'm just fine in my room, I'm havin' a ball
Cos my money's long 20 meters tall (I won't give you space)
On yakuza shit let's have a brawl
And all of my girls lookin' like a doll (get out of my lane)
Okay, bitch I get it
It's my life I get it
Please, go on with you bullshit
I know you were lyin'
But it ain't feel right, it ain't alright
Imma bring my girls we gon' have a fight
I was meant to love me
Do you know that I don't care (okay)
Don't you feel ashamed?
Well keep talking, I don't give a fuck
If you hate me shoot the bullet
If you really love me, prove it...
Show me...
Shoot the bullet...
You know, you know...
You know it isn't fair, man...
I don't think it's fair, man...
(Man, you bitches don't know me
Man, you bitches must not know me)
For all of us woman...
(What the hell?
They sayin' I complain too much?
Less than triple zeros on a show
Are you fuckin' nuts?)
I don't think it's fair, man...
(I done did speakin' facts
That y'all phonies afraid to say
Go and kiss your boss' ass
And get that overtime pay)
For all of us woman...
(Don't forget...)
I don't think it's fair, man...
(Back then I was never a somebody
Now I make sure everybody knows me)
For all of us woman...
Do not hesitate, just don't be shy, lady
Seeing you right there from across the street
Captivating from your face to your hips, lady
Why should I be the one who takes the blame?
Over and over feelin' all the same
Messin' with my head might as well be insane, yeah
I just can't stand all of your silly games
Stop telling me I don things for myself
Here is a warning, get your dirty hands off me, yeah
(I don't think it's fair, man) I don't think it's fair, man
(For all of us woman) no no no no no
(I don't think it's fair, man) I don't think it's fair, man
(For all of us woman) no no no no no
Bitch, suck on my dick
My dinner is your head cut to a plate
I want the cake, I don't want the split
Ain't sign no deals while I'm getting lit (capische?)
Leave that to Tobi, shout out my money
Fuck all the fame, I just want my money
Now I got the money, now I want the equity
Lotta these old heads they mad now they quittin'
I'm gettin' the bag in silence they hatin'
Apology not meant to be rude
These boys be noisy, I'm finna hit snooze
These boys be mad cos they think I'm too vulgar
Boy, you a loser!
I'm just fine in my room, I'm havin' a ball
Cos my money's long 20 meters tall (I won't give you space)
On yakuza shit let's have a brawl
And all of my girls lookin' like a doll (get out of my lane)
Okay, bitch I get it
It's my life I get it
Please, go on with you bullshit
I know you were lyin'
But it ain't feel right, it ain't alright
Imma bring my girls we gon' have a fight
I was meant to love me
Do you know that I don't care (okay)
Don't you feel ashamed?
Well keep talking, I don't give a fuck
If you hate me shoot the bullet
If you really love me, prove it...
Show me...
Shoot the bullet...
You know, you know...
You know it isn't fair, man...
I don't think it's fair, man...
(Man, you bitches don't know me
Man, you bitches must not know me)
For all of us woman...
(What the hell?
They sayin' I complain too much?
Less than triple zeros on a show
Are you fuckin' nuts?)
I don't think it's fair, man...
(I done did speakin' facts
That y'all phonies afraid to say
Go and kiss your boss' ass
And get that overtime pay)
For all of us woman...
(Don't forget...)
I don't think it's fair, man...
(Back then I was never a somebody
Now I make sure everybody knows me)
For all of us woman...
