| See I done met a lot of different niggas
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| But I ain’t met my type of nigga
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| Someone that’s down to ride by my side all the time
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| Never leave me crying, hugging on my pillow late at night
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| We won’t let them haters get to us, our bond is super tight
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| You can’t tell me shit 'bout him, and you can’t tell him shit 'bout I
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| Never let them hoes feel like we equal 'cause he let them bitches know
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| I’m his wifey and he’ll never put me second to no ho
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| He understands why I be tweaking, he know I’ve been hurt before
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| I can tell him all my secrets, I know he won’t tell a soul
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| And his loyalty is something I won’t have to question
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| Yeah he’s down for me, and that ain’t up for no discussion
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| Someone who loves me for more than just my body
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| But the way he beat the pussy up you’d think his name was Rocky
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| And he fuck me like every time the last time
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| Know you’ve been in love before but let’s make this the last time
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| No-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
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| No-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, yeah
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| Keep it a hundred through it all, now that’s my type of nigga
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| He accepts me, flaws and all, now that’s my type of nigga
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| That’s my type of nigga, that’s my, that’s my type of nigga
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| That’s my type of nigga, that’s my, that’s my type of nigga
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| See I done met a lot of different niggas (no-oh-oh, no-oh-oh)
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| But I ain’t met my type of nigga (no-oh-oh, no-oh-oh)
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| See I done met a lot of different niggas (no-oh-oh, no, no-oh-oh)
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| But I ain’t met my type of nigga, my type of nigga |