My Type

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My Type Yeah my type sheesh Yeah, that’s right Sheesh I like it how ya talk to me Swagger so sassy But she keep it classy Summer sun got it hot as Tallahassee Southern bell out west ain’t going east Running things, like a relay at a track meet Good sport like an athlete (ha) ‘Cause she smooth Baby got the moves And she nice Honey got the sugar and the spice You’re my type Yeah that’s right You’re my type Ya just my type You’re my type Yeah that’s right You’re my type Ya just my type You better stop that girl You can’t top that girl Tryna rock that girl Shoes, smooth, relaxing Another glass of champagne, I ain’t asking Another Good girl grown into the baddest Good lord, where the Baptist Made it through the Saturday Sunday morning need a pastor Skin like Johnson no magic Heels high, Calabasas Long legs, like a red light stopping all traffic You’re my type Yeah that’s right You’re my type Ya just my type You’re my type Yeah that’s right You’re my type Ya just my type Now put ya glass up high If ya holding drink Dance with ya tribe If you roll with a team Hands to the sky If ya know what I mean Know what I mean Know what I mean Put ya hands up high If ya holding drink Dance with ya tribe If you roll with a team Hands to the sky If ya know what I mean Know what I mean Know what I mean Damn right Know what I mean You’re my type Yeah that’s right You’re my type Ya just my type (Can’t go wrong) You’re my type Yeah that’s right You’re my type Ya just my type (Can’t go wrong)