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hitkidd, aleza & slimeroni – you the type lyrics

[intro]
(hitkidd, what it do, man?)
these hoes ain’t even on sh+t
weak+ass hoes
you know what the f+ck goin’ on
yeah (yung swerve)
you the type of b+tch ain’t got no bottle, b+tch (lame+ass ho)
you the type of b+tch ain’t got no dollars, b+tch (haha)
ayy, ho

[chorus: k carbon, slimeroni, & ]
you the type of b+tch that don’t be buyin’ bottles in the club
you the type of b+tch that’s buddy, askin’ n+ggas, “where my hug?”

you the type of b+tch that don’t be buyin’ bottles in the club
you thе type of b+tch that’s buddy, askin’ n+ggas, “where my hug?”

[verse 1: slimeroni]
you the type of b+tch to let the n+gga ride all in your car (skrrt, hahaha)
n+ggas can’t get sh+t from me, won’t even buy ’em a cigar (i better not)
you be claimin’ you unbothered, make accounts just to lurk (b+tch)
claimin’ that your drip is real and got that print pressed on a shirt (weak+ass ho)

[verse 2: aleza & gloss up]
see, i’m the type of b+tch that pop out cute when i get ready (when i get ready)
and you the type of b+tch be wearin’ bundles that be sheddin’ (your sh+t be sheddin’)
he poured his lil’ heart out in my text, i never read it (i never read it)
see, i just like to break ’em, i don’t care ’bout what he textin’ (ayy, gloss up, b+tch)

[verse 3: gloss up]
you the type of b+tch that play side b+tch to your baby daddy (how?)
i’m the type to beat my bd for doin’ all that cappin’
i’m the type of b+tch that get money and, yes, i’m with the sh+t too (i am)
he love this toxic chocolate, on me bad just like some vodoo (uh+huh)

[verse 4: k carbon]
i’m that type of b+tch, i want your n+gga, i’ll come sn+tch him (i’ll come take him)
now she mad about her n+gga, na+na, come get him back then
at my shows strapped and sh+t, a hundred shots up in this backpack (a hundred rounds)
can’t get caught up by his b+tch, so he still hit me through his snapchat (yeah, his snap)

[chorus: k carbon, slimeroni, & ]
you the type of b+tch that don’t be buyin’ bottles in the club
you the type of b+tch that’s buddy, askin’ n+ggas, “where my hug?”

you the type of b+tch that don’t be buyin’ bottles in the club
you the type of b+tch that’s buddy, askin’ n+ggas, “where my hug?”

[verse 5: slimeroni]
ol’ “i don’t really do this” goin’ live+ass hoes (yeah, aight)
layin’ with a broke n+gga, ol’ tired+ass hoes, ayy (tired+ass hoes)
you the type of b+tch who never leave when he go cheat (what?)
i might flirt and do my dirt, i bet he still gon’ rub my feet, b+tch (no cap)

[verse 6: aleza]
move comfortably (comfortable)
anywhere i go, b+tches done started me
her n+gga beat
bein’ corny, i’m the only ten he see (i’m his tennessee)
he tryna buy hennessy, want d’ussé, bad b+tch energy
you gotta be kiddin’ me if you thinkin’ that my time free

[verse 7: gloss up]
hatin’ ho, sit over there
you ain’t in my circle ’cause you a square (ho)
don’t wanna be a lame ho
come on, baby, pull up a chair (come here)
whoop who? when? where? (what?)
drop a pin, b+tch, we there (we there)
you the type to say you wanna fight, but, b+tch, you pullin’ hair (what?)

[verse 8: k carbon]
i’m the type of b+tch b+tches hate ’cause they can’t f+ck with me (they can’t f+ck with me)
these b+tches just playin’ tough, they won’t try they luck with me (they won’t get tough with me)
i ain’t wrestlin’ with no ho, ain’t no ho gettin’ rough with me (the f+ck?)
prefer the n+ggas with the money ’cause it be the bucks for me (it be the bucks)
[chorus: k carbon, slimeroni, & ]
you the type of b+tch that don’t be buyin’ bottles in the club
you the type of b+tch that’s buddy, askin’ n+ggas, “where my hug?”

you the type of b+tch that don’t be buyin’ bottles in the club
you the type of b+tch that’s buddy, askin’ n+ggas, “where my hug?”

- hitkidd aleza slimeroni lyrics

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