My Lovin' Is Digi Lyrics - Rza As Bobby Digital In Stereo - Rza

featuring Force MD's Ms. Roxy 

[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-you 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" 

Down-town!