Music Video

Like My Type by SPKilla, Thruway, A Beck, Viper
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Aaron Becker
Aaron Becker
Vocals
Arick Moreaux
Arick Moreaux
Vocals
Davon Dixon
Davon Dixon
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Edwin a Almonte
Edwin a Almonte
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SPKILLA
SPKILLA
Producer

Lyrics

No, no, no, no, no, no
Like baby, where's the fire?
In my line when you coming back outside
(When you coming back outside)
Say you look like my type
Body race and I make her feel alive
Said take me out this city
She know we keep it litty
Baby feeling it, she said she want it more than me
(No, no, no)
Like I can give you all of me
(Give you all of me, you want all of me)
We got floor (what up), we on tour, Sharaka with me, she so demure (all the way)
Vacations, duh, Lord (we gone), getting to it
Open doors, so ho for some light shots
Fit fat for some more options (what you want?)
Fly south, yeah, we on collins
Poppin' tags, no cash limit (nope)
Money back, keep a wet kitten
Vehicles and they all tinted (what?)
Blue faces and they fresh printed
All of me, that's royalty
Keep it real, that's loyalty (uh-huh)
Fast lane, don't stall on me (nope)
My heart big, no spoilin' we
Let's go, no callin' me (nope)
The grid when I'm with you
Watch close how I did you (see that?)
Every move was official
'Cause I knew you were special (damn)
Every time I'm with you, givin' thanks (givin' thanks)
You the reason why I'm laughing to the beat (come on)
Like bad boys, defy, yeah
Leave my line when you comin' back outside, yeah
Say you look like my type
Body race and I make her feel alive
(Ooh, oh no) said take me out that city (ayy)
She know we keep it litty
Baby fell in it, she said she wanted more of me (no, no, no)
Like I can give you all of me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I just wanna tell you, baby girl
Damn, you so special to me
Yeah, yeah, I just wanna tell you, baby girl
Your smile is like heaven to me, heaven to me
Chuh, she my shawty (chuh)
Used to clean my semi with WT-40
Brooklyn girl, all she like, grand man and naughty
And all she really wanted was time, yeah
Always on my phone so I get up on honey syrup
Brooklyn baby, so I get it up the kisser
Quality time, well, that's all she deserve
Got me comin' in with my words, I love you girl
Like bad boys, defy, yeah
Leave my line when you comin' back outside, yeah
You look like Mai Tai, yeah
Body right, said I make her feel alive, yeah
Said take me out to the city
She know we keep it litty
Baby fell in it, she said she wanted more of me (no, no, no)
Like I can give you all of me
Give you all of me, you wanna know
Written by: Edwin a Almonte
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