Luyện nghe bài hát Love Is Digi/Part II

Your so Digi, ah
You me dizzy, ah
Your so Digi, ah

Yo, poundin, chart bounded
God astounded, rounded
and founded, stay surrounded
By these hoes who can't it

Park the then dismount it
Forty ounce, yeah I 'em
Shorties in pools of love
With these I be loungin

Roof thugs chew on
through hoods and clubs
Purple by the bush
is curved like Nike swoosh

Push, in this bush
Guaranteed to her shush
Red bone, head on
Six hundred cell phone

Big trucks, shell toe
Velcro's loose, hell hold
Sell no pills, no deals
styles, just no frills

You best to chill,
Nigga, yeah, you best to

Yo, women I love 'em, 'em
'em but I don't trust 'em
The reason men be buggin
My lovin' Digi, you me?

My fuck 'em
sell me off in return
Women I 'em
They me back in return

I'm a young man
Head smart, strong
Got my on
Throw a dart, fuck it, we on

And got this fly
I kick ass to the curb
You on the
You gon' respect the words

love so Digi, ah
You me dizzy, ah

by her hips and thighs
Beastin on the bitch, I ain't lie
The H E N E, Double S Y
Got me in the vibe, her ass is sized

I can see the up in her eyes
We'll be high, keep her occupied
the sunrise, I beat it up right
Then she deny she heard the roosters cry

Break her ass down some crucial lines
Nasty known to seduce the mind
She all up in my world, she ain't even my
But she knowin my world dollar signs

Whispered in my ear she'll swallow
Like she don't do this freaky of shit all the time
Like she was the one or her head was bum
I be dumb, sprung and call her mine

Your so Digi, ah
You me dizzy, ah
Your so Digi, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah