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T Pain Digital

goin' digital, digital Digital, digital, it's goin' digital Everybody know me when I walk up in the club Tonight it's goin' digital, digital Digital, digital

you can stack your platinum back with meeeee, nooooo [Chorus: T-Pain] Tonight it's goin digital (ayy) digital (ayy) Digital (ayy) digital (ayy) It's goin digital

can stack your platinum back with meeeee, nooooo [Chorus: T-Pain] Tonight it's goin digital (ayy) digital (ayy) Digital (ayy) digital (ayy) It's goin digital

the whole half Young Soulja Boy make the trap go ham Yellow diamonds on me, yeah bitch I paid cash 500K, Mr. Digital Dash Digital digital, everything digital

through that door with him Split your bladder, we spray, muthafucka It don't matter, BK, muthafucka Pay attention to the scheme Sauce muthafuckin' You know my style Comin' through, bringin' you pain

! 'cause I'm like that yo As a young and dumb man, gun in the waist Sold crack to those who couldn't take the pain And had to numb it with baste Couldn't

Let's go! I met her at the club, her friend liked me but she didn't She noticed a lot of girls giving up their phone digits She didn't want to be one

the boom I once got busy in a Burger King bathroom I'm crazy. Allow me to amaze thee. They say I'm ugly but it just don't faze me. I'm still gettin

thus their rhymes are discredited (check it out) [Q-Tip:] I use my music implemented with jewels import tools to inspire all those too cool fools who say screw school 'Cause they don't