Dont Touch The Merchandise
Dont even think about it
Stop right there
You thought you was slick because you was almost there
Im only going to tell you once , maybe even twice my one and only rule
DONT TOUCH THE MERCHANDISE
I know what you see when you look at me
Your palms get sweaty and eyes open wider that the street
You see diamonds ,gold. jewls,pearls,and ice but im warning you now
DONT TOUCH THE MERCHANDISE
Yeah i caught you staring at my gold diamond rings,my beautiful gold watch is in every mans dream
and i see you looking at my flawless pearl necklace just wishing to get your filthy hands on it
I cant believe the way your eyes glow at the sight of my sparkly emeralds almost drulling like its your last meal
When all that is done you can look all you want but when you try to touch is when i wont be so nice because your breaking my only rule DONT TOUCH THE MERCHANDISE
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