Luyện nghe bài hát Digital Connection

She me online. I think it was twitter.
Or maybe Facebook. Her made me look.
At first, I was like Whatever, just broad.
But all PM's lead to private phone calls.
Sending of ha ass and ha tits
and I'm thinking to myself, is a flip..
But she too fine. She get the deuce sign.
"Can I hit it in the morning," that's on my mind.
Sayin how I feel, on waste..
So I ask her one question; How it
Ha! be shy, dime la virda.
A closed mouth get fed, mamii, ben ba ca.
I'm on my freak shit, start our our freaknick.
Fuck them lanes, I'm the one you need to creep wit.
& I'm a dude, always on some G shit.
around, I put it down, no secret.

baby, I met her on the internet.
She got my attention from all them twitter fans.
Her works to drive me harder.
She's my digital, my connection.

She got that attitude... put me in the mood.
That "I give a fuck" shit, acting like she rude.
diva, wine wit some reefer.
Her lingerie fit, got ma mind deepa.
& I'm a Capricorn, mami, me whatcho sign?
Are we compatible, can we walk the line?
Are you a thorough bred, real or die bitch?
Don't be by that word, I'm speakin real shit.
These bitches just be actin.. too fake,
All do is bring pain.. toothache!
& I feelin'em, nor do I deal widd'em.
All they tryna do is catch me up helium.
Butchu and I are different, too unique.
All you otha lil chicks two feet.
You know it is, you got my attention.
Now all I is my digital connection.

baby, I met her on the internet.
She got my attention all them sexy twitter fans.
Her biography to drive me harder.
She's my digital, my connection.
Ooh girl, she's my connection. ( x4 )