T. James - You're My Type lyrics

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T. James - You're My Type lyrics

[Verse 1: T. James] Yeah, I met this girl lookin' so damn good, yeah and I'ma text her maybe Put her in that mood, (yeah) where she s** me daily Piss her off on purpose, (uh) she looks s**y angry Said you already gotta man, but I bet he ain't me I'm probably right, said she might fall in love, she probably right She said she don't fall for my type, girl I'm one of a kind and I love your behind can I get all of that tonight? I don't mean to sound stale 'cause I know damn well you got dudes tryna f** And I can see that they all fail but they come back one by one linin' up, but what can you do? [Hook: T. James] What can you do? Nothing at all 'cause you're just that fine I hope you don't mind, but let me grab you by the waist girl, so we don't waste time You're that luxury item I've seen my whole life that I've been tryna make mine Love takes time, but I'm in love with your bad side, let me know if that's fine, yeah Go on with your bad self (go) Girl go on with your bad self (go) Go on with your bad self (go) Yeah that's my type, (uh huh) Yeah go on with your bad self (go) Girl go on with your bad self (go) Yeah go on with your bad self (go) Yeah you're my type [Verse 2: G] Yeah what up T. James, it's ya boy G Good lookin' out on the track This my type of sh** right here Some real sh**, uh Threw it up and I caught it (caught it) Ain't my fault that she want it (want it) Game, I'm gon' stay on it (on it) Keep the whole place poppin' (uh) What momma gave her she flaunt it (yeah) That right there is ironic ('ronic) Cause what momma don't know won't hurt, flirtin' with the truth and you're gon' get honest I'm in way over my head but That cute face and that big bu*t Got my mind state messed up So I picture both of your legs up In the air, yeah I'ma hit it like a snare You love it when I pull your hair And all of the rest, they don't compare So every time you roll up everybody stares over there but [Hook: T. James] What can you do? Nothing at all 'cause you're just that fine I hope you don't mind, but let me grab you by the waist girl, so we don't waste time You're that luxury item I've seen my whole life that I've been tryna make mine Love takes time, but I'm in love with your bad side, let me know if that's fine, yeah Go on with your bad self (go) Girl go on with your bad self (go) Go on with your bad self (go) Yeah that's my type, (uh huh) Yeah go on with your bad self (go) Girl go on with your bad self (go) Yeah go on with your bad self (go) Yeah you're my type