Type of Way

Rich Homie Quan That's right, hoe My niggas been hustlin' trying to make him something Ain't no telling what he'll do for the paper (Ain't no telling) 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 'cause 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 hoe, he feel some type of way Okay, now let's be real I know you feel some type of way (I know you do) 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 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 (Fuck that nigga) I got hoes like golf trynna make what Tiger makes (That wood) I got a hideaway, and I go there sometimes, to give my mind a break I find a way (To do what?) To still get through the struggle, what I'm tryna say (Okay, okay) 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 (I know you do) That custom Breitling make you feel some type of way This bitch I'm with got me feelin' some type a way Is it 'cause 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 hoe, 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 smoke good) 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 (Ain't no telling) 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 'cause 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 hoe, he feel some type of way I know you do Don't look like that Thank you Lord Let go, let go