Favorite Kind

(You my favorite kind, Baby you my favorite kind)
(I ain't got no type but baby you my favorite kind)
The thicker the berry, The sweeter the tea
Damn I fuck with your swag, Girl your style is unique
I was playing the game, Now we playing for keeps
Got me stuck in your love, While I'm stuck in the streets
Don't know how to swim but I'm in way too deep
I ain't playin no games, Girl you know I'm a freak
Put it all on my plate, Yea you know I'm gon' eat (Ahh)
Damn, You tasting so excellent capital E
Got me all soaked like I dove in the sea
Yea, You always come back ain't nowhere else to be
Everyone in your past they was sleep, We still gon' be up
Bae, We disturbing the peace (Be quiet)
All of that ass baby gimme a piece
Shaking and moving why you gotta tease (Why)
Look like a meal but you taste like a treat (Damn)
Got you all stuck in my teeth
Chewy gooey, Laffy taffy
Girl you way more than eye candy
All these cravings that I'm having
I can't seem to break this habit (Nah)
Woah that flavor got no label (yea)
It's the best I ever tasted (yea)
Could switch the toppings, Give me options
Out of all them baby you my favorite (uh)

Girl give me a bite, Look like everything I like
Damn you thick, You taste so sweet, and girl you cold as ice (uh)
Baby you a dime, So bad it should be a crime (Bad)
I ain't got no type but baby you my favorite kind
You my favorite kind, Baby you my favorite kind
I ain't got no type but baby you my favorite kind
You my favorite kind, Baby you my favorite kind
I ain't got no type but baby you my favorite kind

(Damn)
Knew who you was when you walked in the spot, I make sure that you know who I am
Hands on my body she know I'm the man
You like this song baby get in your jam
Don't give a damn she gon do it on cam
Moving like jelly that sure ain't no jam
Brown skin lil baddie that's cinnamon bun
Light skin lil mama I call her yum yum
Room full of baddies, Girls let's have some fun
All different flavors over 31
Don't know her name but I'm tellin' her cum
Like how you poppin' it pink bubblegum
Take her to the tropics to soak up the sun
Then roll up a tropical blunt
You be my fav, I wouldn't lie to you
All on my face baby girl you be topical (Topical)
Only feel right when on top of you
Beat from the back ima fuck the shit out of you
Do what I gotta do
They don't hit like you
They don't touch or kiss like you (No)
I got a sweet tooth just for you
Want this for life, Oh baby yea I do
(Yea I do)

Girl give me a bite, Look like everything I like
Damn you thick, You taste so sweet, and girl you cold as ice (uh)
Baby you a dime, So bad it should be a crime (Bad)
I ain't got no type but baby you my favorite kind
You my favorite kind, Baby you my favorite kind
I ain't got no type but baby you my favorite kind
You my favorite kind, Baby you my favorite kind
I ain't got no type but baby you my favorite kind



Credits
Writer(s): Montana Dawkins
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