You're the type of guy that can't control your girl

You try to buy her love with diamonds and pearls

I'm the type of guy that shows up on the scene

And gets the seven digits, you know the routine

You're the type of guy that tells her, "Stay inside"

While you're steady frontin in your homeboy's ride

I'm the type of guy that comes when you leave

I'm doin your girlfriend, that's somethin you can't believe

Cause I'm that type of guy



You're the type of guy that gets suspicious

I'm the type of guy that says, "The puddin is delicious"

You're the type of guy that has no idea

That a sneaky, freaky brother's sneakin in from the rear

I'm the type of guy to eat it, when he won't

And look in the places that your boyfriend don't

You're the type of guy to try to call me a punk

Now knowin that your main girl's bitin my chunk

I'm the type of guy that loves a dedicated lady

Their boyfriends are borin, and I can drive em crazy

You're the type of guy to give her money to shop

She gave me a sweater _kiss_ thank you, sweetheart

I'm that type of guy



I'm the type of guy that picks her up from work early

Takes her to breakfast, lunch, dinner, and breakfast

You're the type of guy eatin a tv dinner

Talkin about... "Goddamn it, I'ma kill her"

I'm the type of guy to make her say, "Why you're illin, Bee?"

...You're the type of guy to say, "My lower back is killin me"

...Catch my drift?

You're the type of guy that likes to drink Olde English

I'm the type of guy to cold put on a pamper

You're the type of guy to say, "What you talkin bout?"

I'm the type of guy to leave my drawers in your hamper

I'm that type of guy



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