RZA
RZA - Love Is Digi, Pt. 2 songtekst
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Your love so Digi, ah You make me dizzy, ah Your love so Digi, ah Yo, heart poundin’, chart bounded God astounded, well rounded Lost and founded, stay surrounded By these hoes who can't count it Park the whip then dismount it Forty ounce, yeah I down 'em Shorties drowns in pools of love With these ounces I be loungin’ Roof thugs chew on slugs Maneuver through hoods and clubs Purple kush by the bush Dick is curved like Nike swoosh Push, push in this bush Guaranteed to make her shush Red bone, head on tilt Six hundred cell phone bill Big trucks, shell toe wheels Velcro's loose, hell hold feels Sell no pills, sell no deals Niggas' styles, just no frills You best to chill, nigga Nigga, yeah, you best to chill Yo, women I love 'em, leave 'em Lust 'em but I don't trust 'em The reason most men be buggin’ My lovin' Digi, you heard me? My finger fuck 'em They sell me off in return Women I love 'em They love me back in return I'm just a young man Head smart, cock strong Got my swag on Throw a mean dart, fuck it, we on And got this fly talk I kick that ass to the curb You on the sidewalk You gon' respect the Don’s words Your love so Digi, ah You make me dizzy, ah Hypnotized by her hips and thighs Beastin’ on the bitch, I ain't gon' lie The H E Double N E, Double S Y Got me in the vibe, her ass is super sized I can see the future up in her eyes We'll be dumb high, keep her occupied Til' the sunrise, I beat it up right Then she can't deny she heard the roosters cry Break her ass down with some crucial lines Nasty darts known to seduce the mind She all up in my world, she ain't even my girl But she knowin’ my world produce dollar signs Whispered in my ear she'll swallow mine Like she don't do this freaky type of shit all the time Like she was the one or her head was that bum I be dumb, sprung and just call her mine Your love so Digi, ah You make me dizzy, ah Your love so Digi, ah Ah, ah, ah, ah