Not Your Type

Too hard

Oh, way, 3

Oh, way, ay

You see these flashin' lights

Don't get used to it when we fuckin'

You don't have to fight

I'm tryna make it right

But she say 3, you not my type

My bad, I'm not that nice

But I say, fuck me to your favorite song

Tell the DJ, turn it on

I tell 'em, fuck me to your favorite song

After we done, girl, I'ma take you home

She know that I'm street

And I gotta eat

But have you ever made love

To a gangsta in thug?

Yeah, yeah

I tell her, have you ever made love

To a gangsta in thug?

Hey

She wanna go out to dinner

I'd rather eat chicken tenders

My time is already expensive

And baby, they just how I'm feelin'

She like, what's that, that's a stick in my britches

But fuck it, let me put the dick in your panties

Who's your lil' bitch, kinda' thick with some titties?

That booty get hit 'fore I leave out the city

I made a commitment that I be consistent

But I gotta get it, that's just how I'm livin'

I got a vision, but you gotta listen

When I make a visit to you, that's a given

But she don't like it when I gotta leave

She hate when I get up when she go to sleep

No, she don't like it, I apologize

But I'm so street and I'm gon' ride for mine

She called my phone, I don't pick up

Fuck her down when I hit her

She know I'm gangsta, lil' ****

But I say, fuck me to your favorite song

Tell the DJ, turn it on

I tell 'em, fuck me to your favorite song

After we done, girl, I'ma take you home

She know that I'm street

And I gotta eat

But have you ever made love

To a gangsta in thug?

Yeah, yeah

I tell her, have you ever made love

To a gangsta in thug?

Yeah

She wanna lay up and watch movies, cool

She told me she don't like them groupies, true

I know that they just wanna use me, they do

But baby, I'm not with the foolishness

I'm a fool

And her friends get mad when I come around

And when we fuck and she say slow it down

And when I go deeper, she tell me she love me

When we out in public, she know that I'm thuggin'

She know I'ma get up and go get to the money

Hey

She said that she don't make no sense

And when I call, she leave her friends, she do

She know that I keep it gutter, gutter

And we fuck without a rubber

I think we fallin' for each other

But I say, fuck me to your favorite song

Tell the DJ, turn it on

I tell 'em, fuck me to your favorite song

After we done, girl, I'ma take you home

She know that I'm street

And I gotta eat

But have you ever made love

To a gangsta in thug?

Yeah, yeah

I tell her, have you ever made love

To a gangsta in thug?

Yeah

You see these flashin' lights

But you don't have to fight

Who tryna make it right?

She say 3, you not my type

My bad, I'm not that nice

I'm not that nice

She say 3, you not my type

My bad, I'm not that nice

I'm not that nice

She say 3, you not my type

My bad, I'm not that nice