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Roy Woods - Touch You (Official Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Roy Woods
Roy Woods
Lead Vocals
Ethan Frost
Ethan Frost
Keyboards
Skeem
Skeem
Programming
Tavoisier
Tavoisier
Keyboards
Unimerce
Unimerce
Keyboards
Jesse "Rayny" Rayner
Jesse "Rayny" Rayner
Keyboards
Darius Rameshni
Darius Rameshni
Keyboards
Jugraj Nagra
Jugraj Nagra
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Denzel Spencer
Denzel Spencer
Songwriter
Darius Rameshni
Darius Rameshni
Songwriter
Ethan Cumming
Ethan Cumming
Songwriter
Jugraj Nagra
Jugraj Nagra
Songwriter
Julian Matsievski
Julian Matsievski
Songwriter
Mercedes Edison
Mercedes Edison
Songwriter
T Danvers
T Danvers
Songwriter
Tashawn Spalding
Tashawn Spalding
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Ethan Frost
Ethan Frost
Producer
Skeem
Skeem
Producer
Tavoisier
Tavoisier
Producer
Unimerce
Unimerce
Producer
Jesse "Rayny" Rayner
Jesse "Rayny" Rayner
Recording Engineer
Dave Huffman
Dave Huffman
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Darius Rameshni
Darius Rameshni
Producer
Jugraj Nagra
Jugraj Nagra
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Oh-oh-oh
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
I think I need a
A little bit of inspiration
When can we meet up?
So I can come and sex you, baby
[Verse 2]
Lil' mamacita
I'm tryna' get you down with us
Oh, you know the kids up
Picture me, you and a villa, oh
[Chorus]
Fuck a COVID-19
Long as I get to see that body on the beach, oh
In your lil' two-piece
Tryna' see you in the Bahamas, under the sheets, oh
You're the one that I need (I need)
Chills in your body when I touch you like this, ooh
When I touch you like this (Touch you like this)
Tell the truth, ain't nobody touch you like this, oh
[Verse 3]
Oh, how it feel to be ridin' legit?
I'm tryna' chill (Yeah)
I'm just tryna' get outside quick
Get you off your phone
All you do is scroll through your 'Gram
You need to get out your crib
[Verse 4]
Baby, can't lie, I'm convinced
Quarantine, got shorty in her feels
Tryna' stack some money, not the bills
Baby, got it poppin', where she lives
[Verse 5]
Why was it, my heart, you had to steal?
Got me spendin' hunnid' dollar bills
We both can't leave the six
And shorty's on her own
[Verse 6]
Locked down, locked down with a body like that
Shorty gon' lock with the sound like that
She's a night-owl, oh, you're just like me
Tell me pull up, I'm there
[Verse 7]
But I know you locked down, locked down with a body like that
Shorty gon' lock with the sound like that
She's a night-owl, oh, you're just like me
Told me pull up, I'm there
Shorty, got her friends screamin' out (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Fuck a COVID-19
Long as I get to see that body on the beach, oh
In your lil' two-piece
Tryna' see you in the Bahamas, under the sheets, oh
You're the one that I need (I need)
Chills in your body when I touch you like this, ooh
When I touch you like this (Touch you like this)
Tell the truth, ain't nobody touch you like this, oh, oh
Written by: D. Spencer, Darius Rameshni, Denzel Spender, E. Cumming, J. Matsievski, J. Singh, Jugraj Singh Nag, M. Britton, T Danvers, T. Spalding
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