Digits - fan_3

Just in case, cheak my pace

Cause I got what it takes

I rock this place, so I’m in your face

I wanna see you back up

Walkin' like I own it

Do it, groove it, come on gotta move it

Don’t clean your act up

Now I clean the crap up

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

So lets start dancing cancel all your plans

I got crazy flow it’s a real big blow

I’m having fun your the one

And let me know witch way you wanna go

And if you got rythm and your out to kill 'em

Just feel the feeling cause your real appealing

Slip me a napkin and get to clapping

Everybody dancing making plans and

Hi Papa can I get them digits

Papa can I get them digits

Papa can I get them digits

Hi Papi I get them digits

Hey-what's up-hey

Let me in show that skin I can see you grin

How I look, and how I talk

Your smiling within cause you know I’m a sin

Now let me consoul it

Your heart when I stole 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 focus

Most guys follow me like locas

And you keep your distence you don’t loose persitence

Jump into the ciling

I’m feeling what your feeling

I don’t know what to think

Youre 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