No Type (Remix)

No Type (Remix) Lyrics

(Hook)
She ain't got no type
Rich niggas is the only kind she like
Money causing ice
Now you know what I mean
When I say b**ches 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
(Verse)
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**k you gonna judge?
b**ch, 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**ch that sh*t don't bug you?
(Pre-Hook)
And you ain't even out here gettin' paper
Man, this sh*t is crazy, all that bullsh*t 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
(Hook)
She ain't got no type
Rich niggas is the only kind she like
Money causing ice
Now you know what I mean
When I say b**ches 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
(Verse 2)
She ain't KOD on a Monday
With that dirty ass weave, girl, that sh*t must weigh a ton, bae
High maintenance but you in a Hyundai
Five girls, one room, when you b**ches gon' step up yo funds, bae?
"Rico, is you mad?' b**ch, I might be
But is you b**ches gettin' cash? Unlikely
That means you're unlike me
That's why you do not excite me
(Pre-Hook)
And you ain't even out here gettin' paper
Man, this sh*t is crazy, all that bullsh*t 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
(Hook)
She ain't got no type
Rich niggas is the only kind she like
Money causing ice
Now you know what I mean
When I say b**ches 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
(Bridge)
She be geeked up, gee-geeked up
(Rich niggas is the only kind she like)
She be geeked up, gee-geeked up
(With that dirty ass weave, girl, that sh*t 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**ches 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*t you see everyday
I'm just the one ain't afraid to talk about it
May 19th, 2015, turn the lights, our album comin'
(Hook)
She ain't got no type
Rich niggas is the only kind she like
Money causing ice
Now you know what I mean
When I say b**ches 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