Joe Pa** - Can't Touch Me (Versace remix) lyrics

Hahahaha you know I had to go over this one right? (OK) Just got the mic back Don't even have the right headphones and sh** but f** it! Shoutout Drake! [Verse 1]: Versace Versace, shut the f** up you prolly rocking Ed Hardy You say you got respect money swag and b**hes hahahaha ha ha hardly Ya girl is a 5 in the face, divide that in 2 for her body Your taste is so tasteless and you try to hard - definition of gaudy If you ain't heard of Puff Puff Pa** by now you're tardy It's a buncha people standing in a room, once I show up then it's a party Ya crew is so weak my people's enlightened that's why we love life We turn up right every night, cause we know we might not have this chance at life twice I'm smoking and drinking like I don't enjoy having lungs or liver Even when I'm blackout drunk they ask me to spit and of course I deliver These rappers are whack, their lyrics are weak, their flows are so sloppy My demo goes hard I'm looking at yo' disc and it seems so floppy Might snap it in two I'm through with you and your crew you can screw Your squad backs up your lies and hypes you up you a fraud and we knew You perform in your town, can't get the crowd going, walkin' the stage awkwardly All yo' songs don't sound right your sk**s are quite flawed I do this sh** properly You ain't so hot, you rot while I'm working on my newest plot I let the beat drop, sip slow and tip toe to the tip top I can't and won't stop I don't flop, I work like no other Make these looney toons each day I should've warned a brotha Can't touch me, can't touch me, can't touch me, can't touch me, can't touch me, can't touch me Defending my title and kicking ya f**ing a** like I'm taking karate Take my time with mine I'll get there one day there's no hurry My tracks always coming out perfect, so tell me why the f** would I worry? [Hook]: Can't touch me, can't touch me, can't touch me, can't touch me, can't touch me You cannot touch me Can't touch me, can't touch me, can't touch me, can't touch me Can't touch me You-you can't touch me [Verse 2]: So many J's on my feet I should get a fat check pay for promoting So many J's sparked up I'm reaching my peak, I'm smoking and floating on potent I always feel great can't remember a day when I felt like sh** I took my focus off this f**ed up physical world and found my spirit Now I'm living in truth, seeing through the all bullsh** and illusions Got my head on the right track no more jealousy fear or useless confusion One day I hopped outta bed and said "f** it! I'mma musician" Etrou provides the beats, says go right ahead and gives me permission Gimme a pen and some paper I'll make your dreams dissapear I'mma magician I'm k**ing the rap game and all hope you had, someone call in a mortician You don't set any standards, I only f** with people who got that ambition This sh** is so fun when you look around and see that there's no competition I pull out the drawer labeled 'Rap Game' and throw on a smile Why do I do that? Cause I check all the folders and all I see is my file Dip into my rhymes, I'm hot; now watch me get all this fondue Cheesin' as I'm pleasing everyone basking in all compliments and reviews Show them to my boys and they say god damn this dude's going off Show them to my girls and they say gimme yo dick it should not be soft Had some fun with rum, getting laid while my music is played She see that I'm packing heat and finally found out just how much the D weighed She get down to the ground, her hairs f**ed up, rug stains on her knees She hopped on my bar and learn the ropes; I call that sh** there trapeze Artist your doing your thing but we know I'm the hardest Showing off my sk**s for free so give me one reason why I should ever be modest I'll brag and destroy every beat 'till I'm sitting on a couple mills Please keep the hate coming, all it does is help push me uphill Go over a beat so dirty I k** it, I'm in it to win it Spit for a minute, the silhouette of the next rap threat I bet you I fit it [Hook] [Outro]: Now this is just in my f**ing bedroom No engineer, no mixer Just me and this mic chasing dreams and pissing off haters More tracks to come! Can't touch me you-you can't touch me