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your my type
From the day I met you I already knew
I didn't know what but there was somthing about you
Mind so steady conducted so mature
With a body and a smile that no man could ignore
You played hard to get which made me want you more
But then let me know your feelings you me to explore
At first I played games but you showed me real from lames
And on top of that you had my child which steeply changed my game
you think so swift and act so bold
And you take no stuff your attitude is almost cold
Bulit like a brickhouse all the right curves stickin out
And you know just how to treat me whenever I be flippin out
I tell you I don't like it
But you know when I be lieing sometimes its like your psychic
We say we want different
But we so good at what we do right now we thankful for what's giving
Me I got my own issues
But you let me know a brighter day is coming so don't let that miss you
You don't give up on me so easily
Eventhough sometimes you do be talking greasily
You fiesty you mean
A fighter and clean
and you never stop playing
I mean I like that I'm saying
You're the blood to my vains
The skull to my brain
And when it comes to you I don't know the meaning of pain
I know it almost sounds insane
But you're my type girl and don't you ever change
I didn't know what but there was somthing about you
Mind so steady conducted so mature
With a body and a smile that no man could ignore
You played hard to get which made me want you more
But then let me know your feelings you me to explore
At first I played games but you showed me real from lames
And on top of that you had my child which steeply changed my game
you think so swift and act so bold
And you take no stuff your attitude is almost cold
Bulit like a brickhouse all the right curves stickin out
And you know just how to treat me whenever I be flippin out
I tell you I don't like it
But you know when I be lieing sometimes its like your psychic
We say we want different
But we so good at what we do right now we thankful for what's giving
Me I got my own issues
But you let me know a brighter day is coming so don't let that miss you
You don't give up on me so easily
Eventhough sometimes you do be talking greasily
You fiesty you mean
A fighter and clean
and you never stop playing
I mean I like that I'm saying
You're the blood to my vains
The skull to my brain
And when it comes to you I don't know the meaning of pain
I know it almost sounds insane
But you're my type girl and don't you ever change
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