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Ayy, turn me up a little bit, Ty Jake One, numbers Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Before I even met her, I knew she was my type Blue jeans on with the gray top I know you been through some shit, I been through shit too You get the iced coffee, I get the green juice And I ain't never on that lovey-dovey But she make a nigga wanna— man, God Two chains with the platinum Rollie Green face on a gold Daytona, we gettin' money, yup I like everything about you, love But I'm never gon' press you, love, I just met you, love And I can tell you really fuck with me Flight out east to have lunch with you If you ain't elevatin' what you doin', love ? Yeah, I seen dude, but you can step it up I'm talking luxury, house out the way, me and you I know you got your own shit, love, I got my own, too Let's take a walk, I know it's all cloudy and shit But I can brighten up your day, you should be my— haha But it's some rules, you talkin to a different type of dude A different type of life, I'm a different type to lose Man, damn SongtexteI'm the different type to lose, yup Look I'm the different type to lose, yup (Yeah, yeah) What a good girl like you (Yeah, yeah) Want with a P like me? (Yeah, yeah) But you gotta know (Yeah, yeah) You gotta know, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh (Yeah, yeah) I'm the different type to lose, yup (Yeah, yeah) Look (Yeah, yeah) I'm the different type of lose, yup (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, check, uh How you doin' love? You seem stressed out You had a long day, let me work you out I like your style, kinda perfect to me Anybody tell you different, man, that nigga trippin' I don't gotta lie to you, I know that I'm fly to you See you going hard, baby, you know that I'm proud of you Love, I never doubted you, you know I pay attention well Got a lot of goals written down, I'm 'bout to make 'em real Waterin' my plants and shit Rarely check my messages First-class flight, baby, I'm on my way 'Cause when I'm with you, love, you brighten my day But you gotta know Man, damn I'm the different type to lose, yup Look I'm the different type to lose, yup (Yeah, yeah) What a good girl like you (Yeah, yeah) Want with a P like me? (Yeah, yeah) But you gotta know (Yeah, yeah) You gotta know, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh (Yeah, yeah) I'm the different type to lose, yup (Yeah, yeah) Man, uh (Yeah, yeah) I'm the different type of lose, yup (Yeah, yeah) Man, uh What's up, baby? Yeah, I fuck with you too, you know what I mean? I'm gettin' to know you, you gettin' to know me, you know what I mean? We just livin' The Orange Print (Orange Print) Aus Songtexte Mania