Rap:Don’t touch her You are not the same age

別碰她，你個老男人揩什麽油。。這最近的熱梗，怎能不拿來玩一下，給平淡的生活添點色彩我改的歌詞家屬唱的。

 

 

Yo VIP, don’t touch her    

You are not  the same age 

You are not  the same age 

 

Alright stop, collaborate and listen

Ice is back with my brand new invention

Something grabs a hold of me tightly

Flow like a harpoon daily and nightly

Will it ever stop? Yo, I don't know

Turn off the lights, and I'll glow

To the extreme, I rock a mic like a vandal

Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle

Dance, go rush to the speaker that booms

I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom

Deadly, when I play a dope melody

Anything less than the best is a felony

Love it or leave it, you better gangway

You better hit bull's eye, the kid don't play

If there was a problem, yo, I'll solve it 

Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

Ice, ice baby

don’t touch her    

You are not  the same age 

don’t touch her 

 

Now that the party is jumping

With the bass kicked in, and the Vegas are pumping

Quick to the point, to the point, no faking

Cooking MCs like a pound of bacon

Burning them, if you ain't quick and nimble

I go crazy when I hear a cymbal

And a hi-hat with a souped up tempo

I'm on a roll, it's time to go solo

Rollin' in my 5.0

With my rag-top down so my hair can blow

The girlies on standby, waving just to say "Hi"

"Did you stop?" No, I just drove by

Kept on, pursuing to the next stop

I busted a left, and I'm heading to the next block

The block was dead, yo

So I continued to A1A Beachfront Avenue

Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis

Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis

Jealous, 'cause I'm out getting mine

Shay with a gauge, and Vanilla with a nine

Ready for the chumps on the wall

The chumps acting ill because they're full of eight ball

Gunshots rang out like a bell

I grabbed my nine, all I heard were shells

Falling on the concrete real fast

Jumped in my car, slammed on the gas

Bumper to bumper, the avenue's packed

I'm trying to get away before the jackers jack

Police on the scene, you know what I mean

They passed me up, confronted all the dope fiends

If there was a problem, yo, I'll solve it

Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

don’t touch her    

We are not the same age 

don’t touch her    

We are not  the same age 

 

Take heed 'cause I'm a lyrical poet

Miami's on the scene, just in case you didn't know it

My town, that created all the bass sound

Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground

'Cause my style's like a chemical spill

Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel

Conducted and formed, this is a hell of a concept

We make it hype, and you want to step

With this, Shay plays on the fade

Slice like a ninja, cut like a razor blade

So fast, other DJs say "Damn!"

If my rhyme was a drug, I'd sell it by the gram

Keep my composure, when it's time to get loose

Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice

If there was a problem, yo, I'll solve it

Check out the hook while D-Shay revolves it

don’t touch her    

Yo ,don’t touch her 

You are not the same age 

don’t touch her    

You age is different

 

 

Yo man, let's get out of here

Word to your mother

 

don’t touch her    

You are not  the same age 

So yo ,don’t touch her    

You are not the same age 

don’t touch her    

You are not the same age