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kanye west – you’re my type lyrics

[intro:]
this one for my baller n-ggas
that hate when the weakest ho in the club try to approach him
some songs the ladies love me
the girls gon’ hate me for this one
but i gotta do it
come on

[hook 1:]
b-tch, do i look like your type?
don’t get me wrong, you still gotta look cool to me
b-tch, do i look like your type?

[verse 1:]
she asked
is that pr-nounced n-y-c?
no, that’s a niche
rock clavin klein
so she can see k
i’m still doing 120 on the freeway
she still got a prom picture in her key-chain
i told her look
this ain’t high school no more
i’m tryin’a f-ck being cool no more
so n-ggas go ball
just to perform
cause all these rats be talking up a storm
i know what they worn
i know what they be liking
if they hair short
said “they probably be dyking'”
probably a drying
probably you like it
i can’t know what
you’re probably a psychic
i know a crazy b-tch by the look in her eyes
i know a cheating b-tch gonna look at my guys
i know a fat b-tch gonna look at them fries
tell me on the side like
“can i supersize?”
got my meat in my ride
go down while i drive
some hoes ain’t for show
you just keep ’em inside
call ’em at 3 am and get deep up inside
blow me and my homie, when you see me you don’t know me
you heard?

[hook 2:]
b-tch, do i look like your type?
don’t get me wrong, you still gotta look cool to me
b-tch, do i look like your type?
this ain’t a song i made for ugly hoes to start approaching me

[hook 1]

[verse 2:]
woah
she
rock the jeans above the knees
oh them must be some kid capris
so i spend cheese
urp!
b-tch please
your girlfriend ain’t tell you ’bout me
kanye f-ck ’em and leave ’em
act like he don’t need ’em
see t-tties and squeeze ’em
for no f-cking reason
“ugh, he’s so cl-ssless grabbing -sses
how would you do a nerd b-tch with gl-sses”?
pimp n-gga never spent no dough on a booty
i wish i would take this fat hoe to the movies
them n-ggas must not know the price of the coogi
i’ma little too rich to f-ck this broke b-tch
the survey says: “by the streets according
kanye more important than michael jordan
got this rap game locked, you could call the warden
give hoes c-ck then i’m gone by morning

[hook 1 + hook 2]

[verse 3]
d-mn i was wrong..how could i stoop so low?
pull up in a four door volvo
dropped the top and swooped yo hoe
woah..oh no
i don’t want no wild body b-tch in my wild body 6
no f-cking weak hoes in my f-cking regal
no b-tch that’s whack in my cadillac
no b-tch with a fade in my escalade
no sl-ts with a gut in my beamer truck
no ? in my gold jaguar
deep voice b-tches like “{vocalizes deep murmurings}”
“i never thought kanye would take it this far!”

[outro]
remember back in high school?
like prom queen, right?
she was like 37-25-36
now she 37 with 25 kids
ya’ know what i’m sayin?
now she on the come up
tryna get a baller n-gga
b-tch heard my song on the radio
she heard me on the jagged edge sh-t
memorized my cell phone number out the blue
called me on some..
“i wasn’t sure if that was you or not”
b-tch you ain’t hear me say kanye t-tter at the beginning?
gold digging b-tch

- kanye west lyrics

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