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ludacris - type of way (remix) lyrics

my n-gg-s been hustlin’ trying to make him something
ain’t no telling what he’ll do for the paper
soufflã©, i’m straight, i scr-pe my plate,
sade, i’m a smooth operator

(hook)
(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 b-tch i’m with got me feeln’ 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 f-ck me, know you feel some type of way
mr. ceo is what my t-tle say
me and my homies did your ho, he feel some type of way

(verse 1)
ok 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 since long sleep; hibernate
i can tell if he tell if he 12, right away
go through h-ll 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 made
i got a hide away, and i go there sometimes, to give my mind a break
i find a way, to still get through struggle, what i’m tryna say
and i ant lying today when i tell you that i love

(bridge)
my n-gg-s been hustlin’ trying to make him something
ain’t no telling what he’ll do for the paper
soufflã©, i’m straight, i scr-pe my plate,
sade, i’m a smooth operator

(verse 2)
i give yo girl a dose of this and now the b-tch won’t leave me alone
got pictures of her bustin it
wide open all on microphone
she come straight to my house and don’t say sh-t
she just get in bed
a 51 second instragram, the video of that b-tch get with me head
steady overdosin, we tokin on the best sativa plants
we done smoke that loud,
oh she screamin like justin bieber fans
tried to tell em i was born to get high
you would think my daddy snoop
yall couldn’t get high if cp3 threw you the alley-oop
i crossover you fake hoes
fat as h-ll, i’m in cake mode
too overweight, lift up my shirt and look at all of these bankrolls
tell them work just to keep them bottles coming
tell the dj to play this
red pill, blue pill, b-tch i’m all in the matrix
i drink a 5th of that straight up
cars and houses all paid up
my women bodies aren’t real,
yo women bodies are made up
in a way you’ll catch me drinkin on the lear
drop the bottle and twist the cap and all you haters that ain’t here
feel some type of way, n-gg-

(bridge)
my n-gg-s been hustlin’ trying to make him something
ain’t no telling what he’ll do for the paper
soufflã©, i’m straight, i scr-pe my plate,
sade, i’m a smooth operator

(verse 3)
she got a georgia peach on her rear end like a license 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 f-cked 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

(bridge)
my n-gg-s been hustlin’ trying to make him something
ain’t no telling what he’ll do for the paper
soufflã©, i’m straight, i scr-pe my plate,
sade, i’m a smooth operator

- ludacris lyrics

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