Type of Way (Remix)

My Niggas been hustlin’ 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 (Hook) (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 bitch I’m with got me feeln’ some type a way Is it because my homies rich you feel some type of way? Some type of way, make you feel some type of way Heard she wana fuck me, know you feel some type of way Mr. CEO is what my title say Me and my homies did your Ho, he feel some type of way (Verse 1) 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 I drop down to my knees thankful for life today No naps since long sleep; hibernate I can tell if he 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 trynna make what Tiger made I got a hide away, and I go there sometimes, to give my mind a break I find a way, to still get through struggle, what I’m tryna say And I ain't lying today when i tell you that I love… (Bridge) My Niggas been hustlin’ 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 (Hook) (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 bitch I’m with got me feeling some type a way Is it because my homies rich you feel some type of way? Some type of way, make you feel some type of way Heard she wana fuck me, know you feel some type of way Mr. CEO is what my title say Me and my homies did your Ho, he feel some type of way (Verse 2 - Ludacris) I give yo girl a dose of this and now the bitch won’t leave me alone Got pictures of her bustin' it Wide open all on my mobile phone She come straight to my house and don’t say shit She just get in bed I 15 second Instragram'd the video of that bitch givin' me head Steady overdosin, we tokin on the best sativa plants We done smoke that loud Our shit screamin like Justin Bieber fans Tried to tell 'em I was born to get high You would think my daddy Snoop Yall couldn’t get high if CP3 threw you the alley-oop I crossover you fake hoes Fat as hell, I’m in cake mode Too overweight, lift up my shirt and look at all of these bankrolls Tell the waitress just to keep them bottles coming Tell the DJ to play this Red pill, blue pill, bitch I’m all in the Matrix I drink a 5th of that straight up Cars and houses all paid up My women bodies aren’t real Yo women bodies are made up In a way you’ll catch me drinkin' on the Lear Drop the bottle and twist the cap and all you haters that ain’t here Feel some type of way, nigga (Bridge) My Niggas been hustlin’ 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 (Hook) (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 bitch I’m with got me feeln’ some type a way Is it because my homies rich you feel some type of way? Some type of way, make you feel some type of way Heard she wana fuck me, know you feel some type of way Mr. CEO is what my title say Me and my homies did your Ho, he feel some type of way (Verse 3) 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 that he the leader, come follow my tribe today I fucked 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, ugn… (Bridge) My Niggas been hustlin’ 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 (Hook) (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 bitch I’m with got me feeln’ some type a way Is it because my homies rich you feel some type of way? Some type of way, make you feel some type of way Heard she wana fuck me, know you feel some type of way Mr. CEO is what my title say Me and my homies did your Ho, he feel some type of way