Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Type of Part, artist - Young Jeezy.
Date of issue: 02.11.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Type of Part |
IS that what you thought it was? |
Hmm |
I guess you thought a nigga 'bout to pay for it? |
Naw little bitch, this ain’t even that type of party |
Oh you thought a nigga was a sweet lick, huh? |
No nigga, this ain’t even that type of party |
You fucked up tryin' pass me the mid little nigga |
Naw this ain’t even that type of party |
I’mma tell you like it is, give a fuck what you thought, nigga |
This ain’t even that type of party (x 3) |
This ain’t even that type of party little bitch |
This ain’t even that type of party (x3) |
This ain’t even that type of party my nigga |
This ain’t even that type of party |
Please don’t get a nigga started |
It ain’t even that type of party |
Country-ass nigga you corny |
And the ho you with got on Ed Hardy |
Young nigga eatin' calamari |
Y’all nigga still eatin' Arby’s |
All these hoes think a nigga gnarly |
Put your baby momma on Maury |
Y’all nigga feelin' like Usher in the club |
I don’t want her number I wanna fuck her in the club |
Bunch of chains feelin' like Busta in the club |
Last time a young nigga snuck you in the club |
Had you sleepin' lookin' like a sucker in the club |
Embarrassed at the club, carried out the club |
My man snuck Dirty Harry in the club |
Tried some fuck shit then he airin' out the club |
It is what it is, but it ain’t what it ain’t |
So it ain’t what your little nigga thought it was |
These real diamonds in the bezel on the fade |
VV fuckin' fade, what you thought it was? |
Went from cool mills til I got a fuckin' bank |
Keep the cake at the house where you thought it was? |
Got some killers that for real, some gorillas and some apes |
Knock the taste out your mouth, what you thought it was? |
I ain’t payin' for pussy but I might just buy the |
Only if your friend give a nigga half-off |
High and I’m stuck, watchin' Cat-Dog |
Pourin' up mud, drinkin' act raw |
Drinkin' out a straw, rollin' up bud |
Waitin' for your bitch to get off work at the club |
I already knew that I would probably finna fuck |
Cause she walked through the door in some leggings and some Uggs |