Love Thru the Computer lyrics

Gucci Mane :

You know I've been searchin' for someone

I've been lookin', uh, for the perfect one

Who could share that special love with me

Mrs. Perfect

And your eyes have that glow

She had that glow though

Could it be your face I see on my computer screen

Could it be?

Uh, yeah

Go

Gucci Mane :

I was in the jail thinking 'bout my problems

Like all the niggas, when I get out, I'ma rob 'em (Han)

Shit was hard, up and down, it was '09 (Nine)

Lookin' through this magazine, she was so fine

Pretty brown, black bitch with a draft pick

High, yellow thick chick with an accent (Yellow)

I told her, "I ain't ever seen another cuter" (No)

Good brain, she don't even need a tutor (Wow)

Fuck the shooter, I'll shoot a nigga, shoot 'em (Bah bah)

Long money, I don't even need a ruler (Wow)

Big dawg, I ain't even been a poodle (Grr)

So much ice on my bitch, she need a cooler (Brr, brr)

And I just stirred the P's like Luda (Like Luda)

But drop it low like you be doin' on that computer (Compu, compu)

You want a loan, get your love, I want computer love (Hah)

So drop it low and back it back like a computer does (Wow)

Justin Bieber & Gucci Mane :

Ooh, you can meet me, you can meet me on my laptop (Yeah, hey)

Ooh, you can meet me, you can meet me on my laptop (Yeah)

Ooh, when we both logged on, I didn't wanna turn off

That's that computer love (Guwop)

Justin Bieber & Gucci Mane:

Hit you up on the laptop (Laptop)

I told you meet me at the last spot, you went with me, fell in love

Didn't take long for you to gain my trust, no

With all that I've been through, you make it simple

I never thought I would meet an angel

Until I met you (You), until I met you (Go)

Gucci Mane:

I'ma put you on the rocks (Bling)

Nobody fuckin' with the Wops (Brr)

Baby give me all that she got

Share it with me, we gon' throw it all in the pot (Hot, hot)

This the type of love more than physical (Hot)

When a king get a queen, he invicible (Han)

Fought the system every level, it was critical (Ha)

Fuck the feds, state, civil, and municipals (Fuck 'em)

Even then, through computers I was kissin' you (Mwah)

Remember through the computer, I would visit you (Me)

Daydreamin' 'bout us fuckin' in your living room (Uh)

Doin' push ups 'cause I know you 'bout to visit soon (Grr)

I'm from the 6, I grew up in the worst trap (Zone)

I'm way too rich, babe, to fall for a thirst trap (Huh?)

Plus I know the grass ain't greener on the other side (No)

'Cause my house so big, I rarely see the other side (Wow)

Justin Bieber & Gucci Mane:

Ooh, you can meet me, you can meet me on my laptop (Yeah, hey)

Ooh, you can meet me, you can meet me on my laptop (Yeah)

Ooh, when we both logged on, I didn't wanna turn off

That's that computer love (Yeah)

Computer love, computer love

Computer love, comp- love

Computerized, digital love

Computerized

A beautiful love