Juss Russ - No Type - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

19.07.2015

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[Verse 1] I dont got no type These bad bitches i like If she ain't in to straight flexing She can fucc wit me all night We dont fuss we dont fight She ain't the type to get hype My ex girl dont fucc wit me Cuz i dont fucc wit her cuz she trife These hoes for everybody Man thats juss the hoe type Spend the cash, tryna hit the ass Then later on she dont bite I dont live that life That ain't worth my might Ask my mommma right now She gone tell you i ain't right Cuz, Fucc her once take her home To her motherfuccin other man He the type he dont understand All these bitches get live All these bitches act bi All these bitches wanna try Real niggas wit size Words from the wise Hoes for the guys while Im Closing my eyes Blowing smoke in the sky Gettin head from a dime Got my head full a slime Mind on the grind, turn up I be feeling like the man When i walk thru Gotta make a couple grand juss ta walk thru Yeah i keep that flame Prolly fucced yo dame Neighbors know my name when i want to You can peep my game if u need to You can rock this chain but u ain't cool We will never be the same You will never have the fame Better say my name like you ought too [Hook] I dont got no type Bad bitches on me Baby thats juss what i like You can spend the night No Type Rae Sremmurd But u gon suck my dick Cuz baby thats juss what i like We dont even fight That shit ain't right Turn up on a thotty We can do it every night Cuz i dont gotta type Im livin life Let a hatta tell it They gon tell u i ain't right No Type Remix [Verse 2] We ain't getting no younger We might as well juss do it They ain't gotta know Bout all the freaky shit we doing We can juss finesse em Leave em texting while we sexing Fucc them local niggas We ain't stressing who we nexting Now She telling her friends she can't go Whatever this they can't know She fuccin wit me on the low And all of this time she dont know That ain't gotta type Thats what i like Fuccin all these bitches Thats my hobby thats my right Call it what you like Im livin life Money is the motive Like a bitch is to a dike I grind everyday I get no sleep Inhumane no heartbeat Gotta crew they ride everyday Gotta smoke get high everyday Gotta Make money in every type of way Keep a watch out on the game I don't play Imma referree Dictate all day Call plays like a whole lot pimps do He gon pull a Bitch move Bodyguard be next move Tell ya girlfriend She gon pull a ex move Slide by your house wit the next groove Know the next groove Gon do what she got to When she got too Get this dick tattoo Im that dude Muthafuccaaaa Lets get it Dont ask twice If i say im wit it Car fulla groupies Russ gon hit it Get it [Hook]
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