Digits

By Boy-D

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[Intro]


[Verse 1: Boy-D]

I felt some affection

Got me staring like detention

Checking her out, I was on an inspection

Haven't said much but I sensed some connection

Diggin' for attention

My mind gone, suspension

She caught me looking through my peripheral view

I ain't ever seen an angel as pretty as you

Yo

Blonde hair, blue eyes

She mesmerizing

I know opposites attract, that's what I'm recognizing

I'm without a game plan still strategizing

I'm the one with the heart, check the scouting report

Funny how I'm still in this position

Trying to get to you pleasing indisposition

I don't need your love I just want your recognition baby

Come over here

I want to speak with you

Leave your friends for a sec, I got a seat for two

I want to get her feeling hot like a fever do

Her conspicuous features, unbelievable

Patently the one for you, it's conceivable

Self-conscious

With nothing but cotton in my pockets

I'm sorry I'm never frontin'

Guess I got something, lets pair us like London

Poised son on the poison

Good soul, I want to chat when the noise done

No misconception I ain't got time for prudence

Regardless I'm gonna break her in and teach her like students

It's Boy-D, I'm the smoothest

Been new since the game's been a nuisance

Believe me, no one else will give you this amusement

You turn your head once and get played like bassoonists

Please, no prototypical ho

Spilled my guts to this woman, now I'm mopping the floor

Egos get slashed by my pitiful sword

Wittiness since the doc cut my umbilical cord

Don't get distracted on me, you need to focus in

I adore her like an opening

Got her working hard so this sweat is what we're soaking in

Came from above, she put a smile on a broken man

This is beauty growing quickly, like the tree of heaven

Take my hand, we'll blast off to the seventh heaven

I'm gonna blow your mind away like a mac 11

Of course it's lucky number seven

I need seven digits

My birth date's on the seventh

Headed towards seven figures

It's the antonym of 5+1

I'm gonna take you away girl, your past it done