You The Type - Hitkidd, aleza & Slimeroni Lyrics
By: Admin | Artist: H hitkidd aleza slimeroni | Published: 2024-01-10T14:24:02:00+07:00
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Silahkan disimak You The Type - Hitkidd, aleza & Slimeroni Lyrics Berikut Dibawah ini untuk Selanjutnya.[intro]
(hitkidd, what it do, man?)
these hoes ain’t even on sh*t
weak*ass hoes
you know what the f*ck goin’ on
yeah (yung swerve)
you the type of b*tch ain’t got no bottle, b*tch (lame*ass ho)
you the type of b*tch ain’t got no dollars, b*tch (haha)
ayy, ho
[chorus: k carbon, slimeroni, & ]
you the type of b*tch that don’t be buyin’ bottles in the club
you the type of b*tch that’s buddy, askin’ n*ggas, “where my hug?”
you the type of b*tch that don’t be buyin’ bottles in the club
you thе type of b*tch that’s buddy, askin’ n*ggas, “where my hug?”
[verse 1: slimeroni]
you the type of b*tch to let the n*gga ride all in your car (skrrt, hahaha)
n*ggas can’t get sh*t from me, won’t even buy ’em a cigar (i better not)
you be claimin’ you unbothered, make accounts just to lurk (b*tch)
claimin’ that your drip is real and got that print pressed on a shirt (weak*ass ho)
[verse 2: aleza & gloss up]
see, i’m the type of b*tch that pop out cute when i get ready (when i get ready)
and you the type of b*tch be wearin’ bundles that be sheddin’ (your sh*t be sheddin’)
he poured his lil’ heart out in my text, i never read it (i never read it)
see, i just like to break ’em, i don’t care ’bout what he textin’ (ayy, gloss up, b*tch)
[verse 3: gloss up]
you the type of b*tch that play side b*tch to your baby daddy (how?)
i’m the type to beat my bd for doin’ all that cappin’
i’m the type of b*tch that get money and, yes, i’m with the sh*t too (i am)
he love this toxic chocolate, on me bad just like some vodoo (uh*huh)
[verse 4: k carbon]
i’m that type of b*tch, i want your n*gga, i’ll come sn*tch him (i’ll come take him)
now she mad about her n*gga, na*na, come get him back then
at my shows strapped and sh*t, a hundred shots up in this backpack (a hundred rounds)
can’t get caught up by his b*tch, so he still hit me through his snapchat (yeah, his snap)
[chorus: k carbon, slimeroni, & ]
you the type of b*tch that don’t be buyin’ bottles in the club
you the type of b*tch that’s buddy, askin’ n*ggas, “where my hug?”
you the type of b*tch that don’t be buyin’ bottles in the club
you the type of b*tch that’s buddy, askin’ n*ggas, “where my hug?”
[verse 5: slimeroni]
ol’ “i don’t really do this” goin’ live*ass hoes (yeah, aight)
layin’ with a broke n*gga, ol’ tired*ass hoes, ayy (tired*ass hoes)
you the type of b*tch who never leave when he go cheat (what?)
i might flirt and do my dirt, i bet he still gon’ rub my feet, b*tch (no cap)
[verse 6: aleza]
move comfortably (comfortable)
anywhere i go, b*tches done started me
her n*gga beat
bein’ corny, i’m the only ten he see (i’m his tennessee)
he tryna buy hennessy, want d’ussé, bad b*tch energy
you gotta be kiddin’ me if you thinkin’ that my time free
[verse 7: gloss up]
hatin’ ho, sit over there
you ain’t in my circle ’cause you a square (ho)
don’t wanna be a lame ho
come on, baby, pull up a chair (come here)
whoop who? when? where? (what?)
drop a pin, b*tch, we there (we there)
you the type to say you wanna fight, but, b*tch, you pullin’ hair (what?)
[verse 8: k carbon]
i’m the type of b*tch b*tches hate ’cause they can’t f*ck with me (they can’t f*ck with me)
these b*tches just playin’ tough, they won’t try they luck with me (they won’t get tough with me)
i ain’t wrestlin’ with no ho, ain’t no ho gettin’ rough with me (the f*ck?)
prefer the n*ggas with the money ’cause it be the bucks for me (it be the bucks)
[chorus: k carbon, slimeroni, & ]
you the type of b*tch that don’t be buyin’ bottles in the club
you the type of b*tch that’s buddy, askin’ n*ggas, “where my hug?”
you the type of b*tch that don’t be buyin’ bottles in the club
you the type of b*tch that’s buddy, askin’ n*ggas, “where my hug?”
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