Digital Girl Songtext
von Jamie Foxx
Digital Girl Songtext
Yeah, girl, you so sexy though
As she just lay at your feet
I wanna see what′s under there, there
Now put it in the air, yeah
Load it on my MacBook Air
It's a new form of macking
Don′t be old-fashioned, update your passion
Only reason why I be iChattin'
Is when it's time for some action
I wanna hit it way, way out like John Paxson
But for now I just gotta watch her practice
Send her a picture so she see it
She says, I-I-I can′t believe it
Uh-uh-uh, she all on me, on me
Uh-uh, I think she want me, want me
I think she showed her homies
Why? ′Cause all the homies on me
Ayo, all the digital gonna have to do for now
But I'ma break it down when I get back in town
I love it, girl
The way you bring your light into this room
I love it, girl
The way your legs light up when they′re in them shoes, oh
I love it, girl
The way your lips looks after you apply the gloss
Ah, I love you, girl, girl
You look right in the screen and take it off, off (off, off)
See I can't wait ′til I get a little taste of you
And I just upgraded to 10-80i, hi def just for you
My digital girl, girl
Girl, girl, girl, girl
She's my digital girl, girl
Girl, girl, girl, girl, girl
She′s my digital girl
My homies never seen you
But I always got you right here for me
Yeah, tucked in my Louis computer bag
Wherever you are, I could be
I'll type you a message for the next send off
You shoot me a video and then I load
Even though I hate this distance
It keeps me persistent
One day I'll have your ass up in this kitchen
My digital girl, girl
Girl, girl, girl, girl
She′s my digital girl, girl
Girl, girl, girl, girl, girl
My digital girl
Not a day goes by, shawty
Without you on my mind, shawty
(Hey) don′t care what you wear (excuse my voice)
(I just get off stage) baby
(I'm overseas) I wanna see what′s under there
When you seen the picture cut off the face
Now cover up the tattoo by the waist
Let the MC search 'til I reach third base
And when I get home, I′ma hit home plate
Wait, would this be considered our first date?
Yay, this picture just looks so trash
Your body make a baller spend cook coked cash
Plus every good girl wanna go bad
And pose in the mag like Stacy Dash
Or Kim Kardashian and be a lady addict
You know what's a crazy thing?
Some girls would make you wait longer than AC Green
Passion of the Christ, 33 year old virgin
That′s disrespectful, baby, don't encourage him
I like them brown, yellow, Puerto Rican or Persian
Dashiki, kimono, or turban
They say I dress white but my swag so urban (girl)
Tryin' my luck, I hit her with the text say
"Baby, you up?" question mark
And she was my YES-S-S-I-R
My digital girl, girl
Girl, girl, girl, girl (literally, unintended)
She′s my digital girl, girl
Girl, girl, girl, girl, girls
My digital girl
Girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl
Girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl
As she just lay at your feet
I wanna see what′s under there, there
Now put it in the air, yeah
Load it on my MacBook Air
It's a new form of macking
Don′t be old-fashioned, update your passion
Only reason why I be iChattin'
Is when it's time for some action
I wanna hit it way, way out like John Paxson
But for now I just gotta watch her practice
Send her a picture so she see it
She says, I-I-I can′t believe it
Uh-uh-uh, she all on me, on me
Uh-uh, I think she want me, want me
I think she showed her homies
Why? ′Cause all the homies on me
Ayo, all the digital gonna have to do for now
But I'ma break it down when I get back in town
I love it, girl
The way you bring your light into this room
I love it, girl
The way your legs light up when they′re in them shoes, oh
I love it, girl
The way your lips looks after you apply the gloss
Ah, I love you, girl, girl
You look right in the screen and take it off, off (off, off)
See I can't wait ′til I get a little taste of you
And I just upgraded to 10-80i, hi def just for you
My digital girl, girl
Girl, girl, girl, girl
She's my digital girl, girl
Girl, girl, girl, girl, girl
She′s my digital girl
My homies never seen you
But I always got you right here for me
Yeah, tucked in my Louis computer bag
Wherever you are, I could be
I'll type you a message for the next send off
You shoot me a video and then I load
Even though I hate this distance
It keeps me persistent
One day I'll have your ass up in this kitchen
My digital girl, girl
Girl, girl, girl, girl
She′s my digital girl, girl
Girl, girl, girl, girl, girl
My digital girl
Not a day goes by, shawty
Without you on my mind, shawty
(Hey) don′t care what you wear (excuse my voice)
(I just get off stage) baby
(I'm overseas) I wanna see what′s under there
When you seen the picture cut off the face
Now cover up the tattoo by the waist
Let the MC search 'til I reach third base
And when I get home, I′ma hit home plate
Wait, would this be considered our first date?
Yay, this picture just looks so trash
Your body make a baller spend cook coked cash
Plus every good girl wanna go bad
And pose in the mag like Stacy Dash
Or Kim Kardashian and be a lady addict
You know what's a crazy thing?
Some girls would make you wait longer than AC Green
Passion of the Christ, 33 year old virgin
That′s disrespectful, baby, don't encourage him
I like them brown, yellow, Puerto Rican or Persian
Dashiki, kimono, or turban
They say I dress white but my swag so urban (girl)
Tryin' my luck, I hit her with the text say
"Baby, you up?" question mark
And she was my YES-S-S-I-R
My digital girl, girl
Girl, girl, girl, girl (literally, unintended)
She′s my digital girl, girl
Girl, girl, girl, girl, girls
My digital girl
Girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl
Girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl
Writer(s): David Ahmad Balfour, Faheem Najm Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com