Touch It (Remix) (Official Music Video) Chords

[Cm] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ [Bb] _ Hey, yo, what [C] up Izzy?
_ [Cm] _ You know we had to finish this video, right?
_ Just wanted to make sure [Bb] that the world had an opportunity to see that [Eb] our [Ab] cause was a righteous one
[Cm] You know, I mean so much beef in the industry going on, you know
We [Bb] had to show people that we all ain't beefing [Ab] not an artist coming together [Fm] to represent a unified front
[C] You just wanted to make sure that people [Dm] seen this so they know that you ain't dying [G] vain
_ Love you, and I miss [Cm] you, homie.
_ I hope you made you proud _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ Somebody told me that y'all thought, you know, y'all run the city
Uh-uh, someone told us that you run the city
So what y'all saying?
Y'all want to battle for the title or something?
Yeah!
Let's show the world what we can do.
Okay, you ready, Spliff?
I'm ready.
You ready?
Ready, son.
Let's go _
_ _ _ _ What's up, Spliff? _
_ _ _ What's up, boss? _ _
_ _ Flip Mogan!
Yes, I know his head, son!
_ Now, y'all take that _ _
Touch _ _ _ _ it, bring it back, watch it turn and leave it, stop, come _ _ _ _ at it
Turn it, leave it, stop, _ _ _ _ turn it, leave it, stop, come _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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at it
Touch it, bring it back, watch it turn and leave it, stop, come at it
Touch it, bring it back, watch it turn and leave it, stop, come at it
See, now you know who the God be back winning the city and you know who the squad be Flip Mogan
Look, see, ain't nothing changed, no, I'm back with the remix, the queen to the game
When you see me in the [Eb] squad, you better respect it, y'all already knew who my rep
Ain't no reason to check it, and y'all know that you ain't with me just for the record
So instead, I'ma let Mary J.
Blige come and set it
Now get low, Mary
Baby, you can guess who it is, Mary J.
Blige, I'm about to handle my biz
I'm on my grown woman, so I rep for the kids in every hood
And all my people doing a biz
Now you know who's really the queen, deliver the mail
Seven hundred thirty thousand first week of my sales
The haters pot and they watch, looking all pale
While I'm on a yacht overseas doing my nails
[G] Get low, diggers
Now he sitting there looking stuck, he thinking cause he spent the low
Though I'm gone, if money ain't a thing, I'm saying let it flow
Type [E] the empty account, how far you willing to go?
Now we hopping on the jet, [Dbm] we ain't wasting no time
Told me all [C] expense paid, any [Db] place I can find
Hit the islands in the winter, drinking all on the dime
Ain't it shorty in the world?
Better [N] than mine, they wanna
Touch it, bring it, bathe it, watch it, turn it, leave it, stop for a minute _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Watch [Db] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ this, this is serious, man
[Eb] _ Get low, Missy
Watch me, baby, go ahead, mama
Don't I look charming?
Put your lips upon me _
Kiss it, touch it, good, yes, I wish it
[Ebm] You like to see me [Gb] when I dip, baby, dip
Don't it look like I got Beyonce [Bb] hips?
Looking like I could be [Db] like Neil Young, boy
Next, ten, five
Know it feels like I've been gone for a minute
But I'm back, [C] chinchilla, ice on with a fit
Ain't nobody talk [Db] money, ain't nobody gonna win it
That ball bread, smoke on the arm, turn it up, whoo
And you know I'm [Ebm] doing my thing, it's blue in the rain
If you had it like this, you'd probably do [Dbm] it the same
But you won't cause you broke, all you do is complain
After the club, I'ma put a few in the range
[N] Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it, turn it, leave it, stop for a minute _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ Get _ [Db] _ _ _ _ low, [Bb]
Papoose
Five barrels of [E] death, you don't understand
I got New York City in the palm of my hand
Now I can make a tight fist and let it crumble ridiculous
[Bb] Or I can smack the world with a New York message
I'm not Staten Island on [Gb] my pinky, Queens on my thumb, dude
The Bronx on my middle finger, spin me, dude
Rock ice in [Db] Manhattan, so they the ring finger
You know I had to keep Brooklyn on the street, [E] baby
Twist is the monster, X [G] is the beast
With bust, everyday is a feast
[N] Stay off the streets, try to talk me out
I'ma stick the fork in your_
When I hit a man, that truck come get a man
I said a man, but ain't no remorse
The corpse, true fans can't_
The body, true fans
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it, turn it, leave it, stop for a minute
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_ Get _ [Db] _ _ _ _
_ [N] low, boss
You see me, you love me
The streets, they clear me, God of the horde
You_
is watching and wishing you could
You claiming the throne, the way I got it, lock it
Score, you trying to stop it, I'm wishing you would
I'm in the black, I hit you with the fact that the God is immortal
The way I be doing the story, in case you ain't know when I'm informing you _ _ Performing_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it, turn it, leave it, stop _ [Db] _ _ _ _
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