Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Type , by - Bars and Melody. Song from the album Carpe Diem, in the genre ПопRelease date: 14.01.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Bars and Melody
Song language: English
No Type |
| See I ain’t got no type, baby name your price yeah |
| Ain’t about the hype, you could be a wifey yeah |
| Show me what you like |
| Put a ring on every finger, no water just ice |
| You can check the price |
| I ain’t got no type, but I think you’re special baby |
| You’re just what I like |
| We don’t check the tags yeah, we take what we like |
| You a perfect ten yeah, let me hit a strike |
| No losing we win yeah, I think we alik |
| Shawty want to be around me cause sh knows is fucking ice |
| So wavy in the elevator, said that I’m your type |
| Yeah she likes to fight |
| Baby don’t be silly, cause I ain’t got all night |
| Rollercoaster take me up and down |
| Got a friend, then come invite her round |
| Grab the wack, and I’ll take you round the town |
| I’ll take the whip, don’t like the underground |
| Lamboghini LA made us proud |
| A Made sure we never go without |
| Those our boys, don’t like it then get out |
| It goes west when we buy it by the pound |
| U don’t gotta stress if u ain’t got fees |
| Baby its on me |
| I got a plan and its overseas |
| Baby it’s obscene |
| We getting waved; |
| and its really heat |
| I can’t even see |
| You saying that we’re young but baby I’m nineteen |
| See I ain’t got no type, baby name your price yeah |
| Ain’t about the hype, you could be a wifey yeah |
| Show me what you like |
| Put a ring on every finger, no water just ice |
| You can check the price |
| I ain’t got no type, but I think you’re special baby |
| You’re just what I like |
| We don’t check the tags yeah, we take what we like |
| You a perfect ten yeah, let me hit a strike |
| No losing we win yeah, I think we alike |
| She hopped in the whip and let me look her in the eye |
| She hit me out of now where, and it got me feeling high |
| My soul is getting darker, baby girl go kill the light |
| My baby getting crazy, said its my lucky night |
| Aight, cooking up an appetite |
| Sprite |
| Lila racks and all the ice |
| Might |
| Just leave right now for terminal 5 |
| Flight |
| She hit me up and I decline |
| Baby got me going crazy when its 745 |
| You know that we sippin heavy, anything you sippins light |
| You ask me how I’m doing, great, but I’m really living life |
| She asked if she the one, but I got no type |
| See I ain’t got no type, baby name your price yeah |
| Ain’t about the hype, you could be a wifey yeah |
| Show me what you like |
| Put a ring on every finger, no water just ice |
| You can check the price |
| I ain’t got no type, but I think you’re special baby |
| You’re just what I like |
| We don’t check the tags yeah, we take what we like |
| You a perfect ten yeah, let me hit a strike |
| No losing we win yeah, I think we alike |