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What Typa Time Lyrics - Artist : Woodie Smalls
Spend it for the fuck of it
I be on some other shit
Sayin' that a nigga real lucky
Goin' to these places you can't be
Pull up, we ain't showin' no ID
That be my brother, my family
Turn a lil' bit to some, yeah
We can do it all night long, yeah
Don't gotta question it
That be my favorite shit

Gotta keep a few habits I won't recommend
I'm pullin' these thots like she up in a trance
Triple the price, see my lifestyle be changin'
Switch up the pace like a nigga be skatin'
Fucked her real nice, now she think that we datin'
Loosen up, shorty, we gettin' it in
How you gon' claim that you colder than him?

What typa time you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit, make sure my pocket's thick
I put a lock on it

Fuck you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit, make sure my pocket's thick
I put a lock on it

What typa time you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit, make sure my pocket's thick
I put a lock on it

Fuck you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit, make sure my pocket's thick
I put a lock on it

I'm like, fuck the bitch
All type of bitches on the bus and shit
Bitch plottin' on me for the lust of it
I be road-runnin' for the rush and shit
Bitch knockin' now, should I let 'em in?
What type drugs should I recommend?
I just popped up with the best of twins
Got the four pointer like Steph and 'em
But I'm like God, you know
Gotta step back like Harden though
Got a thick bitch like Cardi though
Brought a few more like party though
I play the role like Al Capone
I plot it up like Scorsese
I got a bitch like more days
I'm tryna keep my lil' whore paid

What typa time you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit, make sure my pocket's thick
I put a lock on it

Fuck you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit, make sure my pocket's thick
I put a lock on it

What typa time you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit, make sure my pocket's thick
I put a lock on it

Fuck you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit, make sure my pocket's thick
I put a lock on it

Got me lookin' at the Heavens lately
Feelin' blessed, I could be starving, crazy
Wished upon a star, it never work
Mama told me, "Boy, go get a job"
Now he pullin' up in different cars
Smokin' reefer, that's the remedy
Shawty say she like my melodies
Remember when she wouldn't look at me
Said I been goin' in for a minute
Started this shit, I gotta finish
Flights on flights we on
Couple missed calls, yeah, I know
Guess she can't leave me alone
Workin' all night, yeah, I'm ready
Got a few bars, they steady
Money comin' in plenty
So wavy you could drown in it
Losin' your balance quick

What typa time you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit, make sure my pocket's thick
I put a lock on it

Fuck you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit, make sure my pocket's thick
I put a lock on it

What typa time you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit, make sure my pocket's thick
I put a lock on it

Fuck you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit, make sure my pocket's thick
I put a lock on it

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