Tony Touch

(feat. Greg Nice, Psycho Les)
[Chorus: Greg Nice]
Everybody was dancin and, everybody was swingin
And, everybody was singin and, everybody was bringin
Everybody was dancin and, everybody was smokin
And, everybody was drinkin and, niggas dont be thinkin
[Greg Nice]
Hey yo, I be the man dangle, handle bilingual
Shits so hot, it might be the first single
Soft mack sprinklin salt on my pringle
Aint no stoppin me now, Im gon jungle
N-I, flippin shit, freakin shit
Runnin shit from channel to channel
I aint gon bite off more than I can handle
I got the DVD all in my wall panel
I aint try to brag, this is on my dick, cuz they see in a mag
Should of drived a Benz or I should of drived the Jag
Old school nigga I rock the doo rag
I might fuck around and let my pants sag
[Tony Touch]
One two, I come through wit my familles
Big Psych, pit fight, you know the deals
Potted, take a good look at what we started
Retarded, that Brooklyn bullshit we got it
Everybody already know Toca be bout it
And me gettin knocked out the box, kid, I doubt it
Its crowded, up in the club, so Imma rub
My pinga against the ninga to show love
Stuck in the cut, as always I come wit the ruck
Tony Touch, Beatnuts, straight fuckin it up
Now dont sleep home boy, I got it tucked in the gut
Just in cause I gotta flex against one of you ducks
Mira drago, Mr. El Cavallo
I send yall free like Cinque de Mayo
Claro, come on yall, get wit the vibe
And follow, and pump this cassette in the ride
Aiyo, Nills wheres you man wit the Jeckyl and Hyde?
Lets get this jump-off jumpin, flip the record and slide
[Chorus: Greg Nice]
Everybody was dancin and, everybody was swingin
And, everybody was singin and, everybody was movin
And, everybody was movin to the groove
Everybody was dancin and, everybody was smokin
And, everybody was drinkin and, niggas dont be thinkin
[Psycho Les]
Aiyo, Psych is chillin, flippin the hottest hits in the club drinkin
Never trickin on a pigeon, yo who Im bringin
The glock is hittin, but its reachable by hand
Imma beat you wit this, til you cant understand
And I dont give a fuck if you dont know who I am
This is that pimp song, so take your minks off
And wild out for the night and get your drinks on
Mami, the way you rock me on the dance floor
Got me, ready to take my fuckin pants off
Blast off into a new dimension
Heres a little somethin Id like to mention
If you aint lovin it, you must be a hater
If shorty aint fuckin, see you later
Hasta la vista, you full of pasta and pizza
Oh, you gangster, Imma get mobster and beat ya
Now tell me who the best there is
Greg N-I, Tony Touch, Psycho Les, there it is
[Chorus x2: Greg Nice]
Everybody pit fightin and, niggas dont be writin
And, muthafuckas keep bitin, and
And, and, and, and, a-and
[ Pit Fight Lyrics ]