Sum Typa Way
You make me feel some typa way
All these lies you told what's the lie today
I can't stand the way that you do me it ain't fair to me
No, it ain't fair to me
Shoutout to Jersey but this the 203
Made my way from the bottom now I'm T-O-P D-O-G
Woah woah woah woah woah
She just wanna party like the GOP
You not nice
I get the chicken like pot pie
I get the chicken like Popeye's
I get the green like Popeye, woah
Oh yeah, I get the bread like rye
I'm in her bed like Stuy
Brodie tote a .45
I'm doin' shit that you wish you could imagine
Nigga you ain't on shit stop the capping
You and all your girlfriends a catfish
Staring at my hoe you a mad bitch
Gifted everyday feel like Christmas
My side know about my side now I'm tight because they kissin'
Step in Dior, Christian
Louboutin the Christian
She does as I say and you made that she don't listen
You make me feel some typa way
All these lies you told what's the lie today
I can't stand the way that you do me it ain't fair to me
No, it ain't fair to me
You make me feel some typa way
All these lies you told what's the lie today
I can't stand the way that you do me it ain't fair to me
No, it ain't fair to me
All these lies you told what's the lie today
I can't stand the way that you do me it ain't fair to me
No, it ain't fair to me
Shoutout to Jersey but this the 203
Made my way from the bottom now I'm T-O-P D-O-G
Woah woah woah woah woah
She just wanna party like the GOP
You not nice
I get the chicken like pot pie
I get the chicken like Popeye's
I get the green like Popeye, woah
Oh yeah, I get the bread like rye
I'm in her bed like Stuy
Brodie tote a .45
I'm doin' shit that you wish you could imagine
Nigga you ain't on shit stop the capping
You and all your girlfriends a catfish
Staring at my hoe you a mad bitch
Gifted everyday feel like Christmas
My side know about my side now I'm tight because they kissin'
Step in Dior, Christian
Louboutin the Christian
She does as I say and you made that she don't listen
You make me feel some typa way
All these lies you told what's the lie today
I can't stand the way that you do me it ain't fair to me
No, it ain't fair to me
You make me feel some typa way
All these lies you told what's the lie today
I can't stand the way that you do me it ain't fair to me
No, it ain't fair to me
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Writer(s): Lawrens Buissereth
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