I wanna see under there, baby
Who's that peekin' in my Uh, you should let more skin show And if one of these get the info Wii can work it out, no I hit Alt, Tab Switchin' in between two I should just cabs And bring 'em both to the condo Yeah, normally it ain't a We cross paths like an intersection But she too far away for affection So I pray that we never a connection 'Cause I Stacy, she prolly hate me She used to threaten she had a man to me She talk shit, I just hit the escape key And she get mad and wanna go and erase me And I Amy, she used to AIM me She stayed up late, and to blame me She said I'm too wild, she wanna me I her even Photoshop couldn't change me But you-you-you, you got me girl, why lie? We ain't even tryna settle, so why End the night with a and a bye bye No strings attached, love is so Wi-Fi
I it, girl The way you your light into this room Uh, I love it, The way legs ?light up? when they're in them shoes, oh I love it, The way your lips looks you apply the gloss Ah, I it, girl, girl You look in the screen then take it o-off, off
My girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl (She's my digital) Girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, (She's my girl)
My homies see you But I got you right here for me Tucked, in my Louis bag you are, I could be I type you a message of X's and O's You shoot me a video and upload Even though I hate this distance, it me persistent One day I'll your ass up in this kitchen
My girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl (She's my digital) Girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, (My girl)
Not a day by (Shawty) Without you on my (Shawty) Donna Karan underwear (Baby) (Babe, I swear you have to worry about) I wanna see what's under there, baby (It's easy, lemme explain)
When you take the picture, cut off face And up the tattoo by the waist Let the "MC Serch" I reach "3rd Base" And when I get I'ma hit home plate Wait, could this be our first date? "'Ye, the picture just so trash" Your body a baller spend cooked coke cash Plus good girl wanna go bad In mags like Stacy Dash Or Kim Kardashian, be a at, it You know what's a thing? girls'll make you wait longer than A.C. Green Passion of the Christ, 33-Year Old disrespectful baby, don't encourage him I like 'em brown, yellow, Rican, or Persian Dashiki, kimono, or They say I dress white, but my swag so my luck, I hit her with the text say "Baby you up," Question And she respond, "Yes-S-S-I-R"
Girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, (She's my digital) Girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, my girl, my girl, my (She's my digital girl) Girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, (She's my digital girl) (She's my digital girl) Girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, (She's my digital girl)
Oh I ain't cheatin', no no I lyin', no no Why you on me I cheatin', no no I lyin', no no Why you on me