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Digitz Video (MV)




Performed By: B. Hughes
Language: English
Length: 3:14
Written by: Brandon White




B. Hughes - Digitz Lyrics




Red cup full of Henny
Waffle House f*ck Denny's
My nigga asked me what's balance?
Kelly Rowland and Iggy
Young Will I get jiggy
Got a Jada in the Lac'
I only hit her from the back
That way I don't get attached
That way you can take her back
And still look her in the face
Believing everything she say
Nigga you should say thanks
I coulda kept her at my place
And really put you in ya place
Fleet gotta V8
Yeen ready for a race
Tha loud got a sweet taste
But ain't shit sweet u don't see no swishers
Whole lotta cones
Whole lotta bitches
Ain't no phones
Ain't no pictures
Once I bone
I need distance
In my zone
Too committed
Too relentless
Got no filter
F*ck yo feelings
I'm with a dime
Playin No Ceilings
She got no bra
Free Them Titties
Im In them jaws
I'm her dentist
She rock that dick
She babysitting
Flow need Ritalin
Got a lil bounce
Had a long day
Got a lil ounce
F*ck that talking
Run that mouth
Tryna see what them jaws about
Lil Bitch

Goldie
Slowly
Throw it like You Owe Me
Pop it like you Owe Me
Im the littest nigga
You the littest wit it
Baby doin digits
Baby doin digits
Baby doin digits
Goldie
Slowly
Throw it like You Owe Me
Pop it like you Owe Me
Im the littest nigga
You the littest wit it
Baby doin digits
Baby doin digits
Baby doin digits

I quit stressing with my ex
And got me a new bitch
When I pull up right outside
You know what to do bitch
Put her head down in my lap
And I thought she was toothless
Told promoters if you want me
You gon need mo chips
(Dough mean what?)
Dough mean more of that
More relaxed
5 bedrooms in the culdesac
Just hit the bitch
Don't call her back
Stand up nigga
Can't call me rat
Stan nan nigga
Nah don't do that
Ain't no race
Just run them racks
When I run them facts
Shit don't add up
When you see Stixx
Nigga Gon back up
This that mood flo
Rude flow
Boss Shit Hugo
You Kno
Voss Shit
Drippy Drippy
The bitch too picky picky
If im in yo city
Show yo titties
Shit get Litty Litty
I keep that sticky icky
But she want Rickey, Whitney
I got goals of hoes on hoes
Hotel floors covered in clothes
Hit the store covered in dro
Need cologne I'm on One
Niggas don't want nun
Bitches just want fun
Take her back when I'm done
Lil bitch

Goldie
Slowly
Throw it like You Owe Me
Pop it like you Owe Me
Im the littest nigga
You the littest wit it
Baby doin digits
Baby doin digits
Baby doin digits
Goldie
Slowly
Throw it like You Owe Me
Pop it like you Owe Me
Im the littest nigga
You the littest wit it
Baby doin digits
Baby doin digits
Baby doin digits
Goldie
Slowly
Throw it like You Owe Me
Pop it like you Owe Me
Im the littest nigga
You the littest wit it
Baby doin digits
Baby doin digits
Baby doin digits
Goldie
Slowly
Throw it like You Owe Me
Pop it like you Owe Me
Im the littest nigga
You the littest wit it
Baby doin digits
Baby doin digits
Baby doin digits
Goldie
Slowly
Throw it like You Owe Me
Pop it like you Owe Me
Im the littest nigga
You the littest wit it
Baby doin digits
Baby doin digits
Baby doin digits
Goldie
Slowly
Throw it like You Owe Me
Pop it like you Owe Me
Im the littest nigga
You the littest wit it
Baby doin digits
Baby doin digits
Baby doin digits
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English

Red cup full of Henny
Waffle House f*ck Denny's
My nigga asked me what's balance?
Kelly Rowland and Iggy
Young Will I get jiggy
Got a Jada in the Lac'
I only hit her from the back
That way I don't get attached
That way you can take her back
And still look her in the face
Believing everything she say
Nigga you should say thanks
I coulda kept her at my place
And really put you in ya place
Fleet gotta V8
Yeen ready for a race
Tha loud got a sweet taste
But ain't shit sweet u don't see no swishers
Whole lotta cones
Whole lotta bitches
Ain't no phones
Ain't no pictures
Once I bone
I need distance
In my zone
Too committed
Too relentless
Got no filter
F*ck yo feelings
I'm with a dime
Playin No Ceilings
She got no bra
Free Them Titties
Im In them jaws
I'm her dentist
She rock that dick
She babysitting
Flow need Ritalin
Got a lil bounce
Had a long day
Got a lil ounce
F*ck that talking
Run that mouth
Tryna see what them jaws about
Lil Bitch

Goldie
Slowly
Throw it like You Owe Me
Pop it like you Owe Me
Im the littest nigga
You the littest wit it
Baby doin digits
Baby doin digits
Baby doin digits
Goldie
Slowly
Throw it like You Owe Me
Pop it like you Owe Me
Im the littest nigga
You the littest wit it
Baby doin digits
Baby doin digits
Baby doin digits

I quit stressing with my ex
And got me a new bitch
When I pull up right outside
You know what to do bitch
Put her head down in my lap
And I thought she was toothless
Told promoters if you want me
You gon need mo chips
(Dough mean what?)
Dough mean more of that
More relaxed
5 bedrooms in the culdesac
Just hit the bitch
Don't call her back
Stand up nigga
Can't call me rat
Stan nan nigga
Nah don't do that
Ain't no race
Just run them racks
When I run them facts
Shit don't add up
When you see Stixx
Nigga Gon back up
This that mood flo
Rude flow
Boss Shit Hugo
You Kno
Voss Shit
Drippy Drippy
The bitch too picky picky
If im in yo city
Show yo titties
Shit get Litty Litty
I keep that sticky icky
But she want Rickey, Whitney
I got goals of hoes on hoes
Hotel floors covered in clothes
Hit the store covered in dro
Need cologne I'm on One
Niggas don't want nun
Bitches just want fun
Take her back when I'm done
Lil bitch

Goldie
Slowly
Throw it like You Owe Me
Pop it like you Owe Me
Im the littest nigga
You the littest wit it
Baby doin digits
Baby doin digits
Baby doin digits
Goldie
Slowly
Throw it like You Owe Me
Pop it like you Owe Me
Im the littest nigga
You the littest wit it
Baby doin digits
Baby doin digits
Baby doin digits
Goldie
Slowly
Throw it like You Owe Me
Pop it like you Owe Me
Im the littest nigga
You the littest wit it
Baby doin digits
Baby doin digits
Baby doin digits
Goldie
Slowly
Throw it like You Owe Me
Pop it like you Owe Me
Im the littest nigga
You the littest wit it
Baby doin digits
Baby doin digits
Baby doin digits
Goldie
Slowly
Throw it like You Owe Me
Pop it like you Owe Me
Im the littest nigga
You the littest wit it
Baby doin digits
Baby doin digits
Baby doin digits
Goldie
Slowly
Throw it like You Owe Me
Pop it like you Owe Me
Im the littest nigga
You the littest wit it
Baby doin digits
Baby doin digits
Baby doin digits
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Writer: Brandon White
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