Typa Way (feat. Eight9FLY)

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He was like 6'3"
Dark-skin bredda had his eyes on me
Hair money-green and my swag look clean
He was like, "Yo, pretty girl, where you been?
Don't wanna cause a scene, ain't seen you before"

Lookin' like a snack, wanna know what's in store
Yeah, I'm from the ends, but I'm always on tour
If you wanna link me, that's a chore
Take my Insta' if you wanna know more

Baby boy, I stay choosy, lips Juicy
Niggas wanna do me, but can't move me
Bubble pon the sittin', ain't talkin' jacuzzi
Have him bussin' real quick, sprayin' like a uzi

Got me feeling some typa way
Call my phone any time of day
Can't lie you been on my mind all day
Don't hesitate to come and slide my way
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Typa way
I can make you feel some typa way
Buss a little twist, girl, whine your waist
Omo you dey fine, no ramp or play

Gotta make me feel some typa way
I can make you feel some typa way
Buss a little twist, girl, whine your waist
Omo you dey fine, no ramp or play

Uh
Messages, drunk textorcist
He wanna squeeze on my back and my breastices
They wanna press the kid, but can't impress the kid
They be lucky if they even got next to this

'Cah I know what I bring, some don't bring anything
I'd rather eat on my own if I can't eat with a king
I been about my bag, I can't forget my tag
None of them can't do it like me

None of them bitches ain't doin' it like me
My whole ting diff', know you're feelin' me high-key
I know what you're thinking, I'm all in your psyche
Any time you come around, you calm my anxiety

Got me feeling some typa way
Call my phone any time of day
Can't lie, you been on my mind all day
Don't hesitate to come and slide my way
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Typa way
I can make you feel some typa way
Buss a little twist, girl, whine your waist
Omo you dey fine, no ramp or play

Gotta make me feel some typa way
I can make you feel some typa way
Buss a little twist, girl, whine your waist
Omo you dey fine, no ramp or play

Know that you're just my type
Why you got me feelin' some typa way?
Know that you're just my type, yeah
Why you get me feelin' some typa way?

Know that you're just my type, ay-ay
Why you got me feelin' some typa way?
Know that you're feelin' some typa way
Know you got me feelin' some typa way

Yo, T Wayne from The Nine
Yo, when it's cold you know we change the settings
We're jettin', never stayin' in the same position
What you know about givin' her her favourite lesson?
Love them smooth and brown like Banks and Meghan

I reckon, baby girl, you're just teasin' with it
When I pulled 'round she told me take it easy with it
Drive the Range, baby, you ain't gonna need a Civic
Get the tints too, you know I need it secret, innit?

When we kick back, no chit-chat
Say she wanna fly to Maldives for quick snap
And she tellin' me to sit back
When it's that time of night, don't know I hit it right
Maybe you just my type, uh

She love the Plain Jane, that's okay
Have you ever been to Saint-Tropez?
We can vibe all day
Made three, I spent five today
'Cah this girl's got me feeling some typa way, yo

Typa way
I can make you feel some typa way
Buss a little twist, girl, whine your waist
Omo you dey fine, no ramp or play

Gotta make me feel some typa way
I can make you feel some typa way
Buss a little twist, girl, whine your waist
Omo you dey fine, no ramp or play



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Day Reid, Kwame Abayomi Nunya Kwei-armah, Dennis Junior Odunwo, Emmanuel Abiola Isong, Thyra Ebony Kigho Deshaun Oji
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