Lyrics:
baited line
I'm so digging your scene
I said, you're playing with my head
I could split instead
I'm so digging your scene
On you like a hungry tick
won't see me.
I know it's wrong, I know it's wrong.
(Chorus)
Tell me why is it
I'm digging your scene?
I know I'll die, baby...
They put you
I know it's wrong
Tell me, why is it I'm digging your scene?
I know I'll die, baby
They put you in a home to fill in
But I wouldn't call that
I know it's wrong
Tell me why
Is it I'm digging your scene
I know I'll die
Baby
They put you in a home to fill in
Oh, but I wouldn't call that living
know its wrong, I know its wrong
Tell me why is it I'm digging your scene
I know I'll die baby
They put you in a home to fill in
But I wouldn't
know its wrong, I know its wrong
Tell me why is it I'm digging your scene
I know I'll die baby
They put you in a home to fill in
But I wouldn't
know its wrong, I know its wrong Tell me why is it I'm digging your scene I know I'll die baby They put you in a home to fill in But I wouldn't
it's true I'm one of you, the worst drivers in the whole blue earth they say
But that does not mean
I'm digging your scene
Maybe it's driving like that,
your up cause we digging deep down
Wohh woh
You look like your up cause we digging deep down
Digging Deep Down
Digging Deep Down
Digging Deep Down
pistol whipped
Take your bitch quick
She loving my digging stick
Bby k gon run the streets let niggas know that we bang shit , We bang shit
We bang out
mama's bad boy
[Chorus]
Diamond in the back, sunroof top
Digging in the scene with the gangsta lean
Mama's bad boy
Diamond in the back, sunroof top
you up a t home
One time when your boyfriend answered
I pretended I was selling mobiles
I'm loving your summer scene
I'm digging this summer sound
up where your mama stay
Devil in his ear but I know god got the final say
Tryna heal my pain bitch I need more than a doctor
Tryna kill the Prophet
Oh yeah
You can dance
You can jive
Having the time of your life
Ooh, see that girl
Watch that scene
Digging the dancing queen
Friday night
You can dance, you can jive
Having the time of your life
Ooh, see that girl, watch that scene
Digging the dancing queen
Friday night
I'll dig one for you
Digging a ditch
As black as cold
Digging a ditch
Where I can hide my soul
Digging a ditch
Where my secrets stay
Unto your
Ooh
You can dance
You can jive
Having the time of your life
Ooh, see that girl
Watch that scene
Digging the dancing queen
Friday night
Get gone
Gone from the scene
Get gone from the scene
Long gone
Get gone from the scene
Gone from the scene
Long gone
Get gone from the scene
Get gone
the action sit back and start relaxin
Proppa Dee is on the scene keep them jazzy beats stackin
We're digging like vinyl collectors polished up like army boots
seeing cabbage growing through
Now I'm a farmer, and I'm digging, digging, digging, digging, digging
Now I'm a farmer, and I'm digging, digging
or meek
RIP Willandra Street
RIP Willandra (huh)
What you know about lost and found?
Was digging in there like I'm digging them graves
What you know about
my own shovel, digging deep through all the pain
Set a stone with our names on, that is all that will remain
Made a coffin out of your words, when
to the underground
Digging all way down to the underground
Well you're born into money with your legacy out
You move through the darkness with no sense of sound
I'm digging in deeper i'm digging deeper
I'm pushing it further
I'm digging in deeper i'm digging deeper
I will survive
When no reason's left
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