Luyện nghe bài hát Digital Girl

I wanna see what's there, baby

that peekin' in my window?
Uh, you should let more skin show
And if one of these websites get the
Wii can work it out, no
I hit Alt, Tab
Switchin' in between two
I should just call
And 'em both here to the condo
Yeah, it ain't a question
We would cross paths an intersection
But she just too far for affection
So I pray that we never lose a
'Cause I remember Stacy, she prolly me
She to threaten she had a man to replace me
She talk shit, I just hit the escape key
And then she get mad and go and erase me
And I Amy, she used to AIM me
She stayed up late, and used to me
She said I'm too wild, she wanna me
I told her Photoshop couldn't change me
But you-you-you, you got me open girl, why
We even tryna settle, so why try?
End the with a kiss and a bye bye
No strings attached, your love is so

I love it,
The way you your light into this room
Uh, I love it,
The way your legs up? when they're in them shoes, oh
I it, girl
The way your lips looks after you the gloss
Ah, I it, girl, girl
You right 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 never see you
But I always got you right for me
Tucked, in my computer bag
you are, I could be
I type you a message of X's and O's
You shoot me a and then upload
Even though I hate distance, it keeps me persistent
One day I'll have your ass up in 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)
Karan underwear (Baby) (Babe, I swear you have nothing to worry about)
I wanna see what's under there, baby (It's easy, lemme explain)

you take the picture, cut off your face
And up the tattoo by the waist
Let the "MC Serch" I reach "3rd Base"
And when I get home I'ma hit home
Wait, could this be considered our date?
"'Ye, the picture just so trash"
Your body make a baller spend cooked coke
Plus every good wanna go bad
In Playboy like Stacy Dash
Or Kim Kardashian, be a at, it
You what's a crazy thing?
Some girls'll you wait longer than A.C. Green
of the Christ, 33-Year Old Virgin
That's baby, don't encourage him
I 'em brown, yellow, Puerto Rican, or Persian
Dashiki, kimono, or
say I dress white, but my swag so urban
Tryin' my luck, I hit her the text say
"Baby you up," mark
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, girl (She's my girl)

Oh baby I cheatin', no no
I lyin', no no
Why you on me
I cheatin', no no
I lyin', no no
Why you on me