Rich Homie Quan - Type Of Way lyrics

Rich Homie Quan that's right, ho

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 steak my plate
Sade, I'm a smooth operator

(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
Feelin' 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 G'd your ho
He feel some type of way

Okay, 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 just long sleep hibernate
I can 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 makes
I got a hide away, and I go there sometimes
To give my mind a break
I find a way, to still
Get through the struggle, what I'm tryna say
And I ain't lying today when I
Tell you that I love

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 steak my plate
Sade, I'm a smooth operator

(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
Feelin' 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 G'd your ho
He feel some type of way

She got a Georgia peach on her
Rear end like a licence 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

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 steak my plate
Sade, I'm a smooth operator

(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
Feelin' 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 G'd your ho
He feel some type of way

I know you do don't look like that
Thank you Lord let's go, let's go!