My Type
You my type, yeh
Though I met my wife, yeh
Baby got way too much pride, yeh
Then she really left me in the night, yeh
Yea you my type, yeh
Though I met my wife, yeh
Baby got way too much pride, yeh
Then she really left me in the night, yeh
Buy me this
Pop me that
She thick
I'm bad
Yeh
Only fucking with niggas with money involved
Ain't mixing with crowds, mixing with frauds
Smoking that loud, we smoking that fog
In the end, she did not love me at all
I had to learn anybody can fall
I'm tryina let go, tryina go hard
Move it, ye
I just gotta prove it, yeah
Do it, ye
Or forever lose it, yeah
You my type, yeh
Though I met my wife, yeh
Baby got way too much pride, yeh
Then she really left me in the night, yeh
Yea you my type, yeh
Though I met my wife, yeh
Baby got way too much pride, yeh
Then she really left me in the night, yeh
Sleep on a bitch like a coma
Wake up, I swear I don't know ya
Only notice you sweat like a sauna
Yeah (bad, she thick)
Big butt, know she taking her vitamins
Eat it up, now she choking on it like some cinnamon
Baby, why'd you leave me
My cherie, ain't seen you lately
That's my type
I might, go and make a move before the moonlight
But she just wanna hang till the sun rise
Move it, ye
I just gotta prove it, yeah
Do it, ye
Or forever lose it, yeah
You my type, yeh
Though I met my wife, yeh
Baby got way too much pride, yeh
Then she really left me in the night, yeh
Yea you my type, yeh
Though I met my wife, yeh
Baby got way too much pride, yeh
Then she really left me in the night, yeh
Though I met my wife, yeh
Baby got way too much pride, yeh
Then she really left me in the night, yeh
Yea you my type, yeh
Though I met my wife, yeh
Baby got way too much pride, yeh
Then she really left me in the night, yeh
Buy me this
Pop me that
She thick
I'm bad
Yeh
Only fucking with niggas with money involved
Ain't mixing with crowds, mixing with frauds
Smoking that loud, we smoking that fog
In the end, she did not love me at all
I had to learn anybody can fall
I'm tryina let go, tryina go hard
Move it, ye
I just gotta prove it, yeah
Do it, ye
Or forever lose it, yeah
You my type, yeh
Though I met my wife, yeh
Baby got way too much pride, yeh
Then she really left me in the night, yeh
Yea you my type, yeh
Though I met my wife, yeh
Baby got way too much pride, yeh
Then she really left me in the night, yeh
Sleep on a bitch like a coma
Wake up, I swear I don't know ya
Only notice you sweat like a sauna
Yeah (bad, she thick)
Big butt, know she taking her vitamins
Eat it up, now she choking on it like some cinnamon
Baby, why'd you leave me
My cherie, ain't seen you lately
That's my type
I might, go and make a move before the moonlight
But she just wanna hang till the sun rise
Move it, ye
I just gotta prove it, yeah
Do it, ye
Or forever lose it, yeah
You my type, yeh
Though I met my wife, yeh
Baby got way too much pride, yeh
Then she really left me in the night, yeh
Yea you my type, yeh
Though I met my wife, yeh
Baby got way too much pride, yeh
Then she really left me in the night, yeh
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