Luyện nghe bài hát Digital Girl

I see what's under there, baby

Who's peekin' in my window?
Uh, you should let some more show
And if one of these websites get the
Wii can it out, no Nintendo
I hit Alt, Tab
in between two convos
I should call cabs
And 'em both here to the condo
Yeah, normally it a question
We would cross paths an intersection
But she just too far for affection
So I pray that we lose a connection
'Cause I remember Stacy, she prolly me
She used to she had a man to replace me
She that shit, I just hit the escape key
And then she get mad and wanna go and me
And I Amy, she used to AIM me
She stayed up late, and used to me
She I'm too wild, she wanna tame me
I told her Photoshop couldn't change me
But you-you-you, you got me girl, why lie?
We even tryna settle, so why try?
End the night with a and a bye bye
No strings attached, your love is so

I love it,
The way you bring your light into this
Uh, I it, girl
The way your legs ?light up? they're in them shoes, oh
I it, girl
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
Wherever you are, I be
I you a message full of X's and O's
You me a video and then upload
Even though I hate this distance, it me persistent
One day have 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)
you on my mind (Shawty)
Donna Karan underwear (Baby) (Babe, I you have nothing to worry about)
I wanna see under there, baby (It's easy, look lemme explain)

When you take the picture, cut off your
And cover up the tattoo by the
Let the "MC Serch" 'til I "3rd Base"
And when I get I'ma hit home plate
Wait, this be considered our first date?
"'Ye, the just looks so trash"
Your body make a baller spend cooked coke
Plus every good wanna go bad
In Playboy mags Stacy Dash
Or Kim Kardashian, be a at, it
You know a crazy thing?
Some girls'll make you wait longer A.C. Green
Passion of the Christ, Old Virgin
disrespectful baby, don't encourage him
I 'em brown, yellow, Puerto Rican, or Persian
Dashiki, kimono, or
They say I white, but my swag so urban
Tryin' my luck, I hit her with the 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, girl (She's my girl)
(She's my digital girl) Girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl (She's my 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