Rocky LeDale, Luney Ray - My Type Lyrics

Imma run this shit up to the glass ceiling
Gotta keep a stick wit' me, I got a bad feeling
Yeen gotta ask, yeah they know I'm that nigga
We gon' get the suite & fill it up wit' bad bitches
Oh, you swipe?
You just my type (No way)
Ooo you thick, I wanna hit, I'm trynna fuck tonight
You my type
You my type, yeah
You my type, yeah
She ask me why we never do exciting shit
'Cause I fucked yo cousin, you a trifling bih
Only hit it one time, I ain't really like the bih
Now she stalking me and calling me, she like the dick
I just play my role
Told that bitch to go to church 'cause I can't save no hoe
Shit got real, she popped a pill & caught the Holy Ghost
Heard ya boyfriend hating on me, we got all the smoke
If he want it though
Imma run this shit up to the glass ceiling
Gotta keep a stick wit' me, I got a bad feeling
Yeen gotta ask, yeah they know I'm that nigga
We gon' get the suite & fill it up wit' bad bitches
Oh, you swipe?
You just my type (No way)
Ooo you thick, I wanna hit, I'm trynna fuck tonight
You my type
You my type, yeah
You my type, yeah
So fine
That's what I like, I bet she know that
I was so fucked up, I bet I never ever go back
Ain't fucking wit' that nigga no more, told me she ain't go back
Saw her perfect time, she trynna slide
Sliding SRT, I won't waste time
Catch a vibe out wit' me then put it in her spine
Been chasing money all day & all night
I don't know no other way, I'm out mine
Imma run this shit up to the glass ceiling
Gotta keep a stick wit' me, I got a bad feeling
Yeen gotta ask, yeah they know I'm that nigga
We gon' get the suite & fill it up wit' bad bitches
Oh, you swipe?
You just my type (No way)
Ooo you thick, I wanna hit, I'm trynna fuck tonight
You my type
You my type, yeah
You my type, yeah

Imma run this shit up to the glass ceiling
Gotta keep a stick wit' me, I got a bad feeling
Yeen gotta ask, yeah they know I'm that nigga
We gon' get the suite & fill it up wit' bad bitches
Oh, you swipe?
You just my type (No way)
Ooo you thick, I wanna hit, I'm trynna fuck tonight
You my type
You my type, yeah
You my type, yeah
She ask me why we never do exciting shit
'Cause I fucked yo cousin, you a trifling bih
Only hit it one time, I ain't really like the bih
Now she stalking me and calling me, she like the dick
I just play my role
Told that bitch to go to church 'cause I can't save no hoe
Shit got real, she popped a pill & caught the Holy Ghost
Heard ya boyfriend hating on me, we got all the smoke
If he want it though
Imma run this shit up to the glass ceiling
Gotta keep a stick wit' me, I got a bad feeling
Yeen gotta ask, yeah they know I'm that nigga
We gon' get the suite & fill it up wit' bad bitches
Oh, you swipe?
You just my type (No way)
Ooo you thick, I wanna hit, I'm trynna fuck tonight
You my type
You my type, yeah
You my type, yeah
So fine
That's what I like, I bet she know that
I was so fucked up, I bet I never ever go back
Ain't fucking wit' that nigga no more, told me she ain't go back
Saw her perfect time, she trynna slide
Sliding SRT, I won't waste time
Catch a vibe out wit' me then put it in her spine
Been chasing money all day & all night
I don't know no other way, I'm out mine
Imma run this shit up to the glass ceiling
Gotta keep a stick wit' me, I got a bad feeling
Yeen gotta ask, yeah they know I'm that nigga
We gon' get the suite & fill it up wit' bad bitches
Oh, you swipe?
You just my type (No way)
Ooo you thick, I wanna hit, I'm trynna fuck tonight
You my type
You my type, yeah
You my type, yeah