Digital ***** (Explicit) Lyrics
Hey, why don't you call some of your friends
And I'll call some of my friends
Hey ya know, we could probably just do this just about every
Thursday and Tuesday night
Maybe even Wednesday baby
How's that sound to you, yeah sounds good to me too
Keep rockin baby, keep rockin
Girl, what y'all doin tonight
Call your friends
Get my friends
We got' have a good time
Girl, what y'all doin tonight
Call your friends
Get my friends
We got' have a good time
Baby, I been crazy
Tryin to get your voice on the lady
Baby, can I watch you
Ridin on the Ginger Rose line
Girl, what y'all doin tonight
Call your friends
Get my friends
We got' have a good time
Girl, what y'all doin tonight
Call your friends
Get my friends
We got' have a good time
Baby, oh baby
Ooooh I just wanna get next to you
And baby baby baby
Can you ride it on
The way it's lookin can it possibly really be
My hearts hostage she got to be stealing me
you feeling me, lemme get her son a little mini me
Me and you could buddy like Miniminiminime
Enny meeni minni mo playin with ya tiny toe
This little piggy weee, right to ya hiny hole
Don't mind me yo, it's just that you so
Oh My God
She a digital b**ch, I'm a analog hog
But my lincoln log compatible with all her parts
Not a minute man more like callin cards
you gettin hours of long stem, but not flowers
Technical sexual positions, ritualistic praise like we
Christians right I'm sayin what y'all doin tonight
Get ya friends got mine, we could have a good time like
Girl, what y'all doin tonight
Call your friends
Get my friends
We got' have a good time
Girl, what y'all doin tonight
Call your friends
Get my friends
We got' have a good time