Luyện nghe bài hát Digital Girl

I see what's under there, baby

that peekin' in my window?
Uh, you let some more skin show
And if one of these websites get the
Wii can it out, no Nintendo
I hit Alt, Tab
Switchin' in between two
I should just cabs
And bring 'em here to the condo
Yeah, normally it a question
We cross paths like an intersection
But she too far away for affection
So I pray we never lose a connection
'Cause I remember Stacy, she prolly me
She used to she had a man to replace me
She talk that shit, I 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 to blame me
She said I'm too wild, she wanna me
I told her even Photoshop couldn't me
But you-you-you, you got me open girl, why
We ain't even settle, so why try?
End the with a kiss and a bye bye
No strings attached, your love is so

I it, girl
The way you bring your light into room
Uh, I love it,
The way legs ?light up? when they're in them shoes, oh
I it, girl
The way your lips after you apply the gloss
Ah, I love it, 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 never see you
But I always got you here for me
Tucked, in my computer bag
Wherever you are, I be
I you a message full of X's and O's
You shoot me a video and upload
Even though I this distance, it keeps me persistent
One day I'll have 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)
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 cover up the by the waist
Let the "MC Serch" I reach "3rd Base"
And when I get I'ma hit home plate
Wait, could this be considered our first
"'Ye, the picture just so trash"
Your body a baller spend cooked coke cash
Plus every good girl go bad
In Playboy mags like Dash
Or Kim Kardashian, be a at, it
You know what's a crazy
Some girls'll make you longer than A.C. Green
of the Christ, 33-Year Old Virgin
That's baby, don't encourage him
I like 'em brown, yellow, Puerto Rican, or
Dashiki, kimono, or
say I dress white, but my swag so urban
Tryin' my luck, I hit her 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 girl) 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 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