Текст песни Fan 3 - Digits

Текст:

(yeah) Hey-Whats Up-Hey Just In Case Cheak My Pace I rock this place So I'm in your face Cause I got what it takes I wanna see you back up Don't clean your act up Walkin' like I own it Now I clean the crap up Do it/ Groove it/ Come on gotta move it I can see you lerking And the calender needs booking I know you wanna talk Come before I walk Get it right cream of the crop I'm having fun your the one So lets start dancing cancel all your plans And let me know witch way you wanna go I got crazy flow its a real big blow And if you got rythum and your out to kill 'em Just feel the feeling cause your real appealing Everybody's dancing making plans Slip me a napkin and get to clapping [chorus] Hey Papa Can I Get Them Digits Papa Can I Get Them Digits Hi Papa Can I Get Them Digits Papa Can I Get Them Digits [repeat] Hey-Whats Up-Hey Let me in show that skin I can see you grin Your smiling within cause you know I'm a sin How I look/ How I talk Your heart when I stole it Now let me consoul it You fold it around Move on the down BEAT Thank God you found ME I'm glad you don't hound me Hocas Pocas I am the focas Most guys follow me like locas And you keep your distence you don't loose persitence I'm feeling what your feeling Jump into the ciling I don't know what to think Your buying me a drink Girl's hearts sink while I'm pretty in pink You smile your worth the while Add you to a file to add you to the pile So before we go to the bridgit It's nessisary you give me them digits [chorus out]

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