Listen to Reach Out by Trina

Reach Out

Trina

Hip-Hop/Rap

497 Shazams

Featured In

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Trina
Trina
Vocals
P. Magnet
P. Magnet
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nichlaus Loftin
Nichlaus Loftin
Songwriter
Richard Anthony Jones Jr.
Richard Anthony Jones Jr.
Songwriter
Seth Ibarrondo
Seth Ibarrondo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Caren
Mike Caren
Co-Producer
Bernie Grundman
Bernie Grundman
Mastering Engineer
Ray Seay
Ray Seay
Mixing Engineer
Nick Fury
Nick Fury
Producer
Andrews Correa
Andrews Correa
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

This n*gga be just callin my phone I be like why do u call me i never gave u my number first of all I find it rude for you to call somebody It's like i got ya number from your people, Some people, but i was like well i didn't give you my number so you shouldn't call my phone. Hold on 1 sec. baby... hello? She left you all alone, so take my body home I'm here to make ya moan (reach out, touch me) Now feel some naked sweat bet it'll drip right down your neck, when i talk ya won't forget (reach out, touch me) You want a hella chick lemme sign some other dick, you get the tip to lick n *ooh* (reach out, touch me) Sit back n close your eyes, don't try to take your time, it's gonna be a night (Reach out, touch me) I say G's feel ya ass up, me up on a plasma, is there anything better you can ask for? Ain't nothin sweeter than a diva named trina Fresh to death like i live at the cleaners I'm so sexy i could kiss myself But why do it when i know that i could get some help Yo take my number, let it marinate, don't even wonder how i turned a winter's night into summer Ponder, in ya mind, this spot it 69, I'll make sure you'll get yours now gimme mine You know, holla at me, throw a thousand to a dolla at me Gucci, miss sixty, to some prada at me (reach out, touch me) Shower me with the finest things, diamond rings, tea cups,? and designer jeans I got this call comin in, i'll hit ya back Be prepared to cross our lines that connect-picture that She left you all alone, so take my body home I'm here to make ya moan (reach out, touch me) Now feel some naked sweat bet it'll drip right down your neck, when i talk ya won't forget (reach out, touch me) You want a hella chick lemme sign some other dick, you get the tip to lick n *ooh* (reach out, touch me) Sit back n close your eyes, don't try to take your time, it's gonna be a night (Reach out, touch me) Can ya hear me nanna? Ya hear me better? Good, i'm ready to seva and down for whateva I'd slid you my digits nah, come pay a visit Your no ("man-chick"), that's just ready to handle business Ooh my bedroom moans louder than ringtones My sexy ninja have ya shoppin at Queen's Home My girls told me bout your line with a 3-way But this curious cat don't wanna go off what 'she' say So get over to room star 67 Where i block the haters and a playa get a piece of heaven Lemme know when you downstairs in mike's kitchen, it's the playgirl's suite Before i change my decision Curve insturctions no disturbance when i nurse on you Off the hook in a lawn waitin in my birthday suit No dis when i give you my hand Im about to give the limit to plan-goddamn She left you all alone, so take my body home I'm here to make ya moan (reach out, touch me) Now feel some naked sweat bet it'll drip right down your neck, when i talk ya won't forget (reach out, touch me) You want a hella chick lemme sign some other dick, you get the tip to lick n *ooh* (reach out, touch me) Sit back n close your eyes, don't try to take your time, it's gonna be a night (Reach out, touch me)
Writer(s): Richard Jones, Nicholaus Gerrard, Seth Ibarrondo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out