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  • RZA »

    RZA My Lovin’ is Digi текст песни

    My Lovin’ is Digi

    [RZA] Protect your girl from Bobby Digital
    Sometimes! I find!
    Someone, fuckin with my pussy
    My money and my ride
    Tuck my nine inside my hoody (repeat 3X)

    Sometimes! I find!

    Chorus: unknown female singer

    Catch me if you can bumpin
    Rides laced in a van — nothin
    Compares when my niggaz come in
    Ride shotgun and, Bobby keep the love comin
    I’m sittin pretty and my lovin is Digi

    [Bobby Digital]
    Fresh dipped out my laboratory, just dropped down bout 40 stories
    Hit the ground, you analog cats ain’t got nothin for me
    Red and blue mismatched shoe, abandoned your Wu-Wear bandana
    Play you Vegas type hoes silly, like Dantana
    Bubble Hill banger Goose, gold rope thick as hangman noose
    She had the honey blonde hair mixed, with the chocolate mousse
    Butterfly tattoo, Boo, let me holla at you
    And I’ll change that tattoo to a Wu-Tang tattoo
    New York City ditty bop type slang, girl let’s smoke a blantz
    Hit the Jack Danz, and after that we could dance
    With the Black Widow, gold Benz with the chrome griddle
    Fat juicy lips, ebony let me taste your spittle

    Chorus (except last line)

    [Bobby Digital]
    Hear rap like Angela Bassett for Malcolm X
    Ice cold golden texts, cassette of Inspectah Deck
    Uncontrolled substance, earring inside her belly button
    And one inside her Power-U she said she use for nuttin
    SCREAM ON IT, Bobby the black Green Hornet
    Girl DREAM ON IT, I put the Killa Bee sting on it
    Rejuvenated, honey kept her throat lubricated
    Let off so much ?, N-Sync couldn’t recuperate it
    Back scratchin, eyes squintin, Dusk to Dawn
    Quentin Tarantino type porn, like Lewinsky-Bill Clinton
    Suck it down with no commercial,
    Good Power Universal Self Savior Why
    B.O.B.B.Y.!

    Chorus

    [Bobby Digital]
    Girl SCREAM ON IT, Bobby the black Green Hornet
    C’mon DREAM ON IT, the Killa Bee sting on it
    Screw the top off the boilin pot, girl you must be boilin hot
    Sit on my unfalling cock, let me strike your G spot

    Chorus

    [Bobby Digital]
    Yo, kept a nigga well fed, put seven braids in my head
    Pillow soft as cobweb, Egyptian cotton bedspread
    Lyin deep between the legs, I mix the sperm with the eggs
    Bust off about a keg, she called it creamy nutmeg

    Chorus

    [Bobby Digital]
    Throw on my high beams, her breasts was like two scoops of ice cream
    I scream, you scream, we all want, ice cream
    Bone until she fall asleep, she can have a nice dream
    I scream, you scream, we all want the ice cream

    Chorus + «and my lovin is Digi..
    And my lovin is Digi..
    And my lovin, and my lovin
    And my lovin is Digi»



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