[RZA] Protect your girl from Bobby Digital
 [Force MD's]
 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: Ms. Roxy

 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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