Aubrey by Running Touch Lyrics
[Verse 1: Running Touch]
Don’t want to feel your touch
You think that I don’t know by now?
You want to feel my touch
Baby, you know it’s over now
So he wants to get closer
So you get a little closer
You know they want you to just get some
So what happens when they get some?
Just feel the heat's rhythm
You want to just fuck him and feel it
So you just get a little closer
And take all of his clothes off
[Pre-Verse: Ira Horace O-W]
Should have figured, you
Just a wild child, right?
[Verse 2: Ira Horace O-W]
Alright, uh, I’m like "Fuck you, boo"
She replies with a pretty little "Fuck you too"
Pretty certain pretty products ain’t worth it
Sitting simple with no scuffs on the surface
I’m like "Fuck you, boo"
She replies with a pretty little "Fuck you too"
Pretty certain pretty products ain’t worth it
Sitting simple with no scuffs on the surface
[Verse 3: Running Touch]
Is blaming me enough?
It’s like no one just showed you how
Three months is three enough
Three more until he shows you out
Now's my chance to get closer to you
Aubrey, I’m talking to you
You know I want to go just get it
But what happens, I can’t say it
Bodies racing in rhythm
I’ve never felt what I’m feeling
As I get closer to you
[Pre-Verse: Ira Horace O-W]
Not much I could do
There's nothing that a wild child won't do, right?
Should have figured, you
Just a wild child, right?
[Bridge: Ira Horace O-W & *crowd*]
Everybody say, "Hey, girl! Nobody wants to fuck with you"
Everybody say, "Hey, girl! Nobody wants to fuck with you"
Everybody say, "Hey, girl! Nobody wants to fuck with you"
Alright, everybody say, "Hey, girl! Fuck me? Well, fuck you too"
[Verse 4: Ira Horace O-W]
Alright, uh, I’m like "Fuck you, boo"
She replies with a pretty little "Fuck you too"
Pretty certain pretty products ain’t worth it
Sitting simple with no scuffs on the surface
I’m like "Fuck you, boo"
She replies with a pretty little "Fuck you too"
Pretty certain pretty products ain’t worth it
Sitting simple with no scuffs on the surface
[Outro: Running Touch]
It's me, it's you
Just me, it's you
Alright, uh, alright
Let's repeat that
It's me, it's you
Just me, it's you
Alright, uh, alright
Girl
It's me, it's you
Just me, it's you
Alright, uh, alright
Let's repeat that
Just me, it's you
Don’t want to feel your touch
You think that I don’t know by now?
You want to feel my touch
Baby, you know it’s over now
So he wants to get closer
So you get a little closer
You know they want you to just get some
So what happens when they get some?
Just feel the heat's rhythm
You want to just fuck him and feel it
So you just get a little closer
And take all of his clothes off
[Pre-Verse: Ira Horace O-W]
Should have figured, you
Just a wild child, right?
[Verse 2: Ira Horace O-W]
Alright, uh, I’m like "Fuck you, boo"
She replies with a pretty little "Fuck you too"
Pretty certain pretty products ain’t worth it
Sitting simple with no scuffs on the surface
I’m like "Fuck you, boo"
She replies with a pretty little "Fuck you too"
Pretty certain pretty products ain’t worth it
Sitting simple with no scuffs on the surface
[Verse 3: Running Touch]
Is blaming me enough?
It’s like no one just showed you how
Three months is three enough
Three more until he shows you out
Now's my chance to get closer to you
Aubrey, I’m talking to you
You know I want to go just get it
But what happens, I can’t say it
Bodies racing in rhythm
I’ve never felt what I’m feeling
As I get closer to you
[Pre-Verse: Ira Horace O-W]
Not much I could do
There's nothing that a wild child won't do, right?
Should have figured, you
Just a wild child, right?
[Bridge: Ira Horace O-W & *crowd*]
Everybody say, "Hey, girl! Nobody wants to fuck with you"
Everybody say, "Hey, girl! Nobody wants to fuck with you"
Everybody say, "Hey, girl! Nobody wants to fuck with you"
Alright, everybody say, "Hey, girl! Fuck me? Well, fuck you too"
[Verse 4: Ira Horace O-W]
Alright, uh, I’m like "Fuck you, boo"
She replies with a pretty little "Fuck you too"
Pretty certain pretty products ain’t worth it
Sitting simple with no scuffs on the surface
I’m like "Fuck you, boo"
She replies with a pretty little "Fuck you too"
Pretty certain pretty products ain’t worth it
Sitting simple with no scuffs on the surface
[Outro: Running Touch]
It's me, it's you
Just me, it's you
Alright, uh, alright
Let's repeat that
It's me, it's you
Just me, it's you
Alright, uh, alright
Girl
It's me, it's you
Just me, it's you
Alright, uh, alright
Let's repeat that
Just me, it's you