Chorus:
I'm not your everyday round the way don't go bar hoppin
Chillin on the block with a cell phone frontin
Never that
Cuz I'm not that kinda girl
I need to know how you roll, and how you get down low
Drop my money in the bank
Take me home snd meet ya mama
Can you handle that?
Cuz I'm that kinda girl
Verse 1:
Boy you ain't impressin me with your j**elry
Your designer clothes
Or the games that you try to play
Think ya need to know
I got my own
Don't need you for your dough
Hearin me maybe we can flow let me know
Make Me Smile
Maybe we can chill
Keep it real
Show me somethin I can feel
Cuz I'm not yo average ordinary type
Could you be the kinda guy I like?
(Chorus)
Verse 2:
Everytime I be up the spot chillin with my crew
We be hangin out
Getin a little late
You start buggin out
I don't think it's fair (No fair)
You don't like the clothes I wear, How I do my hair
I don't really care
But it's not for you___
And I ain't got nothin to prove
There can't be any us
If there can't be any trust
Nothin to discuss (No doubt)
I'm not the kinda girl to let you play me out
(Chorus)
Bridge:
You might take me shoppin
But I'm not your property
If I don't like it
I decide that I can make it on my own
(Own___)
As long as we disagree to agree
Down for you
and you down for me
Baby I'm what you want
And we can build a love so strong
(Chorus)
Oooh
Oooh
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Not that kinda girl
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No no no no no
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Do you know what kinda girl I am
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Whoooo
Hey yay
Hey yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah