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 ooh ohh Not that kinda girl oooh oooh oooh No no no no no oooh oooh oooh Do you know what kinda girl I am ooh ooh oooh Whoooo Hey yay Hey yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah