Rich Homie Quan - Type Of Way lyrics

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Rich Homie Quan - Type Of Way lyrics

My n***as been hustling, trying to make him something Ain't no telling what he'll do for the paper Soufflé, I'm straight, I scrape my plate Sade, I'm a smooth operator I drop the top of my whip, baby That car I'm driving make you feel some type of way That custom Breitling make you feel some type of way This b**h I'm with got me feeling some type a way Is it 'cause my homies rich you feel some type of way? Some type of way, make you feel some type of way Heard she wanna f** me, know you feel some type of way Mr. CEO is what my title say Me and my homies did your hoe, he feel some type of way Ok, now let's be real I know you feel some type of way When I get to biting on her ear she make that Tyson face sponsored links I drop down to my knees thankful for life today No naps since long sleep, hibernate I can tell if he 12 right away Go through hell 'cause I care, move you far away Drop you off late, know he feel some type of way I got hoes like golf tryina make what Tiger made I got a hideaway, and I go there sometimes, to get my mind a break I find a way to still get through struggle, what I'm tryina say And I ain't lying today when I tell you that I love My n***as been hustling, trying to make him something Ain't no telling what he'll do for the paper Soufflé, I'm straight, I scrape my plate Sade, I'm a smooth operator I drop the top of my whip, baby That car I'm driving make you feel some type of way That custom Breitling make you feel some type of way This b**h I'm with got me feeling some type a way Is it 'cause my homies rich you feel some type of way? Some type of way, make you feel some type of way Heard she wanna f** me, know you feel some type of way Mr. CEO is what my title say Me and my homies did your hoe, he feel some type of way She got a Georgia peach on her rear end like a license plate No rookie, girl scout cookie got me high today I probably make more money in six months Than what's in your papa's safe Look like I robbed a bank I set it off like Queen Latifah 'cause I'm living single I'm feeling cautious, I ain't scream when they served a subpoena I heard he the leader, come follow my tribe today I f**ed her now he heated, he feel some type of way Don't know how to say, ain't the hardest man working? Attention we pay, there's always a man lurking No man perfect but God My head, I nod Rich homie My n***as been hustling, trying to make him something Ain't no telling what he'll do for the paper Soufflé, I'm straight, I scrape my plate Sade, I'm a smooth operator I drop the top of my whip, baby That car I'm driving make you feel some type of way That custom Breitling make you feel some type of way This b**h I'm with got me feeling some type a way Is it 'cause my homies rich you feel some type of way? Some type of way, make you feel some type of way Heard she wanna f** me, know you feel some type of way Mr. CEO is what my title say Me and my homies did your hoe, he feel some type of way

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