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Touch My Tooter

Ween

Pure Guava

1992

Buddy, why's my brain so muddy 
Why do I feel like putty when she walks into the room? 
Touch my tooter, smoocher 

Sonny, it ain't all milk

Touch My Tooter [DVD]

Ween

Live in Chicago [Bonus CD]

2004

Buddy, why's my brain so muddy?
Why do I feel like putty
When she walkin' to the room?

Touch my tooter, smoocher

Sonny, it ain't all milk

warmness everywhere
I can't dance, I don't wanna
'Cause I'm The Smoocher

People call me
An unsociable kind of guy
'Cause I don't dance
But I got my reasons

Hit Em Up

Lil Wayne

Tha Carter II

2005

smoochers, boy, but
I tried talk to 'em, but then a nigga had to

Hit 'em up, hit 'em up
I ain't even wanna hit 'em up, really I was tryna be calm
But uh,

smoochers, boy, but
I tried talk to 'em, but then a nigga had to

Hit 'em up, hit 'em up
I ain't even wanna hit 'em up, really I was tryna be calm
But uh,

sheaves
Feet like a smoocher's dream
Just like in the old found-footage films
Expository epilogue
Murderous and rightly so
Ingest your kin off the page

you

I'll be your cowboy
Your gun-slinging shooter
I'll be your school crush
Your 60's ride smoocher

But don't let me down
I'll kill you right back

don't got time for dating
I'm just focused on myself
I'm focused on my future
Not your smoocher
Know I might come off as jaded
I'm just tryin' to love

weight extracted, like liposuction
Your A and R like see'n'are got many styles to suit ya
But if it's false to me I've never been an ass smoocher
Since

shooting
Sutures through ya smoochers
In case you a 69 head
This the pause I was talking bout
Never was much for the talking
I’d rather walk it out
Ludacris

fucking with no losers
I been walking with my ruger
They mouth running it get looser
Different babas and the smoochers
Yeah, I pick and choose her
Ima pour

I'm with your girl, call me the smoocher (ok)
I took your girl, 'cause I got humor
I took your girl, 'cause I'm a trooper (uh huh)
That boy a square,

the smoocher

to bloom, son I'm on the moon
Better go ask Alice, Gunner is on the loose, Pow
That's one in the smoocher. This that Josie Posey
For that newer newer. Better

smoochers
Excuse us, there's never no time for excuses

I'm too up to let you fall hold my boo up
A full cup , then we gon' drink till we foolish
A few

money not a smoocher
This rap what I'm used too, but this life can't get used too
This rap life can't lose too, man in this life you can't lose too
Maybe