2 Hand Touch - RLS Nick

Stand up If ya wanna fight I'm tellin' all the women Stand up for your rights If ya wanna wear the trousers You wanna act like a man I'd love to trade ya places Love to be your thang I'd do all the shopping Collect you favorite suit Press all the laundry Polish all your boots And if you brought me flowers I'd meet you at the door Have your dinner ready Your slippers on the floor And when day turns to night and you feel alright And I turn out the lights Touch the hand of the man Who'll make ya woman Touch the hand of the man Who'll make it right Touch the hand of the man Who'll make ya woman Cause when day turns to night and you feel alright And I turn out the lights Stand up It's alright Love to play the woman Love to play your wife Light you favorite cigarette Pour your favorite drink Wear your best apron Wash the dishes in the sink Get your shaving lotion Turn the shower on Warm up your bathrobe Keep my baby warm Read ya bedtime stories While you take a nap Turn on the TV Put out the cat But when day turns to night and you feel alright And I turn out the lights. Touch the hand of the man Who'll make ya woman Touch the hand of the man Who'll make it right Touch the hand of the man Who'll make ya woman Cause when day turns to night and you feel alright And I turn out the lights And if you brought me flowers I'd meet you at the door Have your dinner ready Your slippers on the floor And when day turns to night and you feel alright And I turn out the lights Touch the hand of the man Who'll make ya woman Touch the hand of the man Who'll make it right Touch the hand of the man Who'll make ya woman Cause when day turns to night and you feel alright And I turn out the lights Touch the hand of the man Who'll make ya woman Touch the hand of the man Who'll make it right...

Touch The Hand Today I heard my woman say something I never heard her say before She just told me that she was going to leave me and that she didn't love me anymore But I know that the loving kindness and the understanding is still there somewhere So I'm gonna get down on my knees and I'm gonna say to my baby Touch the hand of the man that made you a woman Then tell me you don't love me anymore I was the first man to ever Hold you in a special kind of way And those unfamiliar feelings that caused you to tremble I know you remember today Before you decide that your gonna leave me And do things you've never done before Touch the hand of the man that made you a woman Then tell me you don't love me anymore The two lips that once held sweet surprises Surprised me and said goodbye today And those two lovin' arms that use to reach for me Just reached out and pushed me away I know you believe you don't love me Before you walk out that door Touch the hand of the man that made you a woman Then tell me you don't love me anymore

Sleigh bells ringing Diamonds blinging Carol singing Favorite season Sleigh bells ringing Diamonds blinging Carol singing Favorite season They said Saint Nick what you got up in that bag yeah I got racks racks in my sack hurting my back yeah They said Saint Nick what you got up in that bag yeah I got racks racks in my sack hurting my back yeah Snow fall frozen Neck is frozen Catch me rolling I'm the chosen (one) Snow is falling Elfies calling Check my list twice Most of y'all done Sleigh bells ringing Diamonds blinging Carol singing Favorite season They said Saint Nick what you got up in that bag yeah I got racks racks in my sack hurting my back yeah They said Saint Nick what you got up in that bag yeah I got racks racks in my sack hurting my back yeah Dasher, Dancer, Prancer and Vixen Comet, Cupid, Donner and Blizten No I can't forget about the one up front with the red nose When i fly high in my sleigh still stay Ten toes Bring the beat in, bring the trees in Put the lights up, 'tis the season Need no grinch types, no Ebenerzer's Don't believe this? Y'all need Jesus Sleigh bells ringing Diamonds blinging Carol singing Favorite season Sleigh bells ringing Diamonds blinging Carol singing Favorite season They said Saint Nick what you got up in that bag yeah I got racks racks in my sack hurting my back yeah They said Saint Nick what you got up in that bag yeah I got racks racks in my sack hurting my back yeah They said Saint Nick what you got up in that bag yeah I got racks racks in my sack hurting my back yeah They said Saint Nick what you got up in that bag I got racks racks in my sack hurting my back Merry Christmas Everybody

MTM, hit 'em with heat Bitch, it's still ACAB, I ain't fuckin' with the Five-O Fifty plus shots, I can hit 'em with my eyes closed Who this? Who that? You be foldin' like a Bible New crib, new strap, keep it on me for survival Bitch, it's still ACAB, I ain't fuckin' with the Five-O Fifty plus shots, I can hit 'em with my eyes closed Who this? Who that? You be foldin' like a Bible New crib, new strap, keep it on me for survival This a big pistol on me, pull the trigger, watch 'em scream Yeah, I'm really what I talk, just see these diamonds on my teeth I got full clip, thirty shots, watch it dunk I'ma head-shooter, knock your top off My Oxys like my shooters, they really slidin' shit I can't see no opp in public, they just hide and bitch My migo love me in the trap, I made a sales pitch Fish scale, stepped on, watch a mans glitch Fifty on the Rollie, that's a bust down I can't keep on floodin' out 'cause I'm too scared to drown I'm a dog, I'm a dog, no Georgetown He like an umpire, finna catch rounds Bitch, it's still ACAB, I ain't fuckin' with the Five-O Fifty plus shots, I can hit 'em with my eyes closed Who this? Who that? You be foldin' like a Bible New crib, new strap, keep it on me for survival Bitch, it's still ACAB, I ain't fuckin' with the Five-O Fifty plus shots, I can hit 'em with my eyes closed Who this? Who that? You be foldin' like a Bible New crib, new strap, keep it on me for survival Hit the strip, new clip, keep it on me 'case they pressin' This an XD .40, I don't play with Smith & Wessons Long range, broad day, it don't matter, watch me stretch him Yeah, I'm still two and oh, why they try to make me felon? I got love for my gang, ain't no way that I could tell 'em Bitch, it's death before dishonor, since a jit what I be reppin' Big steppin' in Adidas, yeah, I put the Gucci down Got twenty, thirty pairs, only wear 'em in the house She could never be the one, can't turn a hoe into a spouse Aw shit, spilled a pint of lean upon my brand new couch She could never be the one, can't turn a hoe into a spouse Aw shit, spilled a pint of lean upon my brand new couch Bitch, it's still ACAB, I ain't fuckin' with the Five-O Fifty plus shots, I can hit 'em with my eyes closed Who this? Who that? You be foldin' like a Bible New crib, new strap, keep it on me for survival Bitch, it's still ACAB, I ain't fuckin' with the Five-O Fifty plus shots, I can hit 'em with my eyes closed Who this? Who that? You be foldin' like a Bible New crib, new strap, keep it on me for survival