Music Video

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
Darius Rameshni
Darius Rameshni
Songwriter
Denzel Spencer
Denzel Spencer
Songwriter
Ethan Cumming
Ethan Cumming
Songwriter
Jugraj Nagra
Jugraj Nagra
Songwriter
Julian Matsievski
Julian Matsievski
Songwriter
Mercedes Edison
Mercedes Edison
Songwriter
Tashawn Spalding
Tashawn Spalding
Songwriter
Troy Danvers
Troy Danvers
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ethan Frost
Ethan Frost
Producer
Skeem
Skeem
Producer
Tavoisier
Tavoisier
Producer
Unimerce
Unimerce
Producer
Dave Huffman
Dave Huffman
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Jesse "Rayny" Rayner
Jesse "Rayny" Rayner
Recording Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Darius Rameshni
Darius Rameshni
Producer
Jugraj Nagra
Jugraj Nagra
Producer

Lyrics

Ooh-ooh-ooh Yeah, yeah I think I need a A little bit of inspiration When can we meet up? So I can come and sex you, baby Lil' mamacita I'm tryna get you down with us Oh, you know the kids up Picture me, you and a villa, oh 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, ooh Ooh, 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 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 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 Locked down, locked down with a body like that Shawty 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 But I know you locked down, locked down with a body like that Shawty 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 Shawty got her friends screamin' out (yeah) 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, ooh (Fuck a COVID-19)
Writer(s): Denzel Spencer, Jugraj Singh Nag, Darius Rameshni, Troy Danvers, Tashawn Spalding, Mercedes Britton, Ethan Cumming, Julian Matsievski Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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