Rico Love - No Type (Remix) lyrics

She ain't got no type Rich n***as is the only kind she like Money causing ice Now you know what I mean When I say b**hes be like She ain't got no type Call a babysitter cuz she bout to take a flight She do it every night Even though her momma tell her she ain't livin' right Said she only lives on Sundays On the stage of Stevie J like it's a runway Takin' selfies with a homegirl Damn, baby, is you eva gon' put down yo phone, girl? Gone, girl, how the f** you gonna judge? b**h, I'm in the club too On champagne I spent a dub I like groupie love too Everyday I tell my son, I be like 'daddy loves you' You ain't seen yo kids for weeks, b**h that sh** don't bug you? And you ain't even out here gettin' paper Man, this sh** is crazy, all that bullsh** is gon' take you Takin' nowhere fast, talkin' 0 to 100, hoe All that runnin', don't even know what you runnin' for? She said She ain't got no type Rich n***as is the only kind she like Money causing ice Now you know what I mean When I say b**hes be like She ain't got no type Call a babysitter cuz she bout to take a flight She do it every night Even though her momma tell her she ain't livin' right She ain't KOD on a Monday With that dirty a** weave, girl, that sh** must weigh a ton, bae High maintenance but you in a Hyundai Five girls, one room, when you b**hes gon' step up yo funds, bae? Rico, is you mad?' b**h, I might be But is you b**hes gettin' cash? Unlikely That means you're unlike me That's why you do not excite me And you ain't even out here gettin' paper Man, this sh** is crazy, all that bullsh** is gon' take you Takin' nowhere fast, talkin' 0 to 100, hoe All that runnin', don't even know what you runnin' fo'? She said She ain't got no type Rich n***as is the only kind she like Money causing ice Now you know what I mean When I say b**hes be like She ain't got no type Call a babysitter cuz she bout to take a flight She do it every night Even though her momma tell her she ain't livin' right She be geeked up, gee-geeked up (Rich n***as is the only kind she like) She be geeked up, gee-geeked up (With that dirty a** weave, girl, that sh** must weigh a ton, bae) She be geeked up, gee-geeked up (Damn, baby, is you eva gon' put down yo phone, girl?) She be geeked up, gee-geeked up (Five girls, one room, when you b**hes gon' step up yo funds, bae?) Before you get an attitude, I want you to ask yourself Which part of this song is a lie? Everything I'm saying is sh** you see everyday I'm just the one ain't afraid to talk about it May 19th, 2015, turn the lights, our album comin' She ain't got no type Rich n***as is the only kind she like Money causing ice Now you know what I mean When I say b**hes be like She ain't got no type Call a babysitter cuz she bout to take a flight She do it every night Even though her momma tell her she ain't livin' right