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Type Of Way (MEGA Remix) Lyrics - Artist : Rich Homie Quan
[Verse 1: Jeezy]
Cut the tens, fold the twenty's Stack the fifty's, stack the hundreds Real talk, oh God gettin' paper The bullshit gon' stop when my new album drop Oh God silence all of you haters My life's a video, I change clothes 'bout three times a day Jackie Robinson I might just bought my life away You know I'm feelin' like a star it's a Givenchy day She got the Halle Berry face and that Ashanti waist They like, Jeezle why they hatin'? they feel some type of way When you the shit, gon' be some fly's I just might need the spray They wanna kill me in my sleep just like I'm Mike okay They didn't learn that night you best believe they learned today It's funny, hard, I don't pay em no Make my carrot cake to get far for that Fuck you and your feelings ain't nobody got time for that [Hook: Rich Homie Quan] Some type of way, make you feel some type of way Heard she wana fuck me, know you feel some type of way Mr. CEO is what my title say Me and my homies did your ho, he feel some type of way [Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan] Okay, some type of way it'll make the bill poor mama I know you feel some type of way 'bout my come up I told her in the nicest way, I ain't want her number My nigga Drake said some type of way the hit of the summer Pistol still bustin', I don't care bout nuthin' Won't remember none of this shit when I wake up That nigga on my ass, I'da had a couple zips My eye lids bout to close I'm tryna stay up (I'm still reppin' my clique) Rich Homie forever boy I gotta stay Name another super hero with a flyer cape You sold your soul for some money that's the price you pay Three shows a night, that's a 60K type of day S-M-H, l-o-l, smiley face First class R. Kelly 'bout to fly away And I still got that Hardaway in my private place I know you feel some type of way About my [Bridge:] My niggas been hustlin' trying to make him something Ain't no telling what he'll do for the paper Soufflé, I'm straight, I steak my plate Sade, I'm a smooth operator [Hook:] (I drop the top of my whip baby!) That car I'm driving make you feel some type of way That custom Breitling make you feel some type of way This bitch I'm with got me feeln' some type a way Is it because my homies rich you feel some type of way? [Verse 3: Meek Mill] Okay, I popped a nigga chick, and he feel some type of way Start talkin' dirty about me, popped up dead right away Sixteen to his body, question eerbody K I don't fuck with no new niggas, if they ain't from around the way So my niggas, my niggas don't ride like that To my young nigga Snupe got popped like that Dropped like that, got guap like that Nigga throw a shot here, get shot right back like (Pow!) Rari let the top go back, you ain't even know I like Rocko back Gettin to the money til it's off in [?] phone call worry where time goes at (Oh lord) Tell it came over here, off that Range Moussain over here All these niggas have things over there It's a drought my nigga, make it rain over there (walah, walah) Respect the connect to Wi-Fi With Birdy we playin' bye bye You fuck around get cut nigga high five [Hook:] (My Nigga) [x5] My niggas been stunting since way back when CNN I got news for you haters. I'm a nasty ass nigga, ask your bitch I ain't lying 69, that's a favor for a favor. [Bridge: Lil Wayne] Them hoes biting they lip Cause when I say shit like that she feel some type of way I hit it from the front, from the side, from the back I hit it all type of ways She throw it at me like I'm just one strike away Sometimes life is hard to swallow, but she like to taste. Naenaenaenaenae my lawyer fight the case I got them flowers in me, I feel like a vase Monsters in my closet no more closet space Niggas want to be this fly Too many flights to take [Verse 4: Lil Wayne] Enough with the small talk, my girl pussy is a waterpark Every little thing I do turn her on, that's autostart I kiss every single body part, her body is a work of art I'm way too high, her skirt too short I think I love her, it was just a thought I pop up in that coupe about to go back to the future She said Tune' not in my mouth damn you should've said it sooner I be shittin on these niggas, like I'm sippin Metamucil And we smoking on that gas, pass it like excuse you. And it's 66 2's Pyru all day my nigga Before these niggas play with us, they'll play dead my nigga And if you looking for my I'll be on these bitches mind These niggas chicken and I've never seen a chicken fly [Bridge:] My Niggas been hustlin' trying to make him something Ain't no telling what he'll do for the paper Soufflé, I'm straight, I scrape my plate Sade, I'm a smooth operator [Hook:] (I Drop The Top Of My Whip Baby!) That car I'm driving make you feel some type of way That custom Breitling make you feel some type of way This bitch I'm with got me feeling some type a way Is it because my homies rich you feel some type of way? Some type of way, make you feel some type of way Heard she wana fuck me, know you feel some type of way Mr. CEO is what my title say Me and my homies did your Ho, he feel some type of way [Verse 5: Ludacris] I give yo girl a dose of this and now the bitch won't leave me alone Got pictures of her bustin' it Wide open all on my mobile phone She come straight to my house and don't say shit She just get in bed I 15 second Instragram'd the video of that bitch givin' me head Steady overdosin, we tokin on the best sativa plants We done smoke that loud Our shit screamin like Justin Bieber fans Tried to tell 'em I was born to get high You would think my daddy Snoop Ya'll couldn't get high if CP3 threw you the alley-oop I crossover you fake hoes Fat as hell, I'm in cake mode Too overweight, lift up my shirt and look at all of these bankrolls Tell the waitress just to keep them bottles coming Tell the DJ to play this Red pill, blue pill, bitch I'm all in the Matrix I drink a 5th of that straight up Cars and houses all paid up My women bodies aren't real Yo women bodies are made up In a way you'll catch me drinkin' on the Lear Drop the bottle and twist the cap and all you haters that ain't here Feel some type of way, nigga [Bridge:] Been hustlin' trying to make him something Ain't no telling what he'll do for the paper Soufflé, I'm straight, I scrape my plate Sade, I'm a smooth operator [Hook:] (I Drop The Top Of My Whip Baby!) That car I'm driving make you feel some type of way That custom Breitling make you feel some type of way This bitch I'm with got me feeling some type a way Is it because my homies rich you feel some type of way? Some type of way, make you feel some type of way Heard she wana fuck me, know you feel some type of way Mr. CEO is what my title say Me and my homies did your Ho, he feel some type of way [Verse 6: T.I.] In a multi-million dollar crib get dressed I plan on having a nicer day, When these punk ass rappers keep my name in they mouth, like they some type of gay Ay, you know me dog, so watch what you say. (You better watch your mouth!) We ain't playing no games with your lame ass nigga, fuckboy you can die today (I swear you can!) I keep a chopper in my backseat, actually it's my Glock partner, (My Glock, partner!) Play crazy if you want to, fuck around and get shot partner. (Get shot partner!) I don't like these niggas, and really fuck these niggas. Talk crazy in ya raps if you want, when you see me you won't touch these niggas! (Won't touch these niggas!) Ball all around in my flip flop, you think TIP soft? Well then why don't you try me. If you do then it goin' be dramatic We going to need some music, the queuein the violin Talkin' slow single? Flower bringer? Empty a clip in you earing, and you chest thing, and you out the door This flooded rollie make you feel some type of way (I know it do!) Your ho be on me, know you feel some type of way (I take your ho!) The car I'm driving make you feel some type of way (They can't afford this nigga!) The cash I get it make you feel some type of way (Bankrolls-R-Us!) |
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