PapaVon - My Type

You is not nice
But you my type
Gimmie one night
I could make you mine
Out to eat call it date night
When you need me girl I make time
If it's raining make the sunshine
But I only work if you mine
Nd ion really like to waste time
Girl you fine so damn fine
Yeah you fine but you ain't mine
Damn I really like way you smile
When you walk man ya booty pow
Love to see me when I'm in the towns
Pick you up and we go for rounds
Off the casa got ha feelin' wild
So you know I gotta lay it down
Say she love the way I put it down
I'm dazed but I'm unfazed
What I'm smoking got me feeling lazed
I be taking Henny to the face
But you know that imma be ok
Run it back up another day
Me and bro it was rayy and jae
Talking shooters they like steph and klay
Run up on me and they at ya face
Ain't no talking neva saying names
If we want it we gon make change
When we coming betta make way
Through the problems we all maintain
Tunnel vision on the same thing
Gotta get it man it neva change
If you love me it's the same thing
Ion say it, yeah I know it's strange
Ion answer cuz I'm doing things
Don't be mad I be doing things
On a mission no I can't be distracted
Say she love me but I know she be acting
Run up on me and you know imma blast him
Got no time for the titing and tatting
If he telling then you know we gon rag him
Hang him up yea we had to toe-tag him
Niggas bitching and these niggas be rating
Always talking but they never want action
If it's static then you know that we on em
Me and mine no we don't do the talking
Said it's smoke now he up in a coffin
You got his picture up you visit him often
Throw them flowers down
You sad that you lost him
She a bitch yea I bet she be stalking
Stalking niggas and she do that shit often
Dropping los man this bitch wanna line him
Never mine cuz you neva could find me
Like a ghost but I keep me a tommy
Off a perc bro move like a zombie
Shell shocked but I can't call him donny
Michelangelo, he stay with a .40
Think twice before you run up on me
Run up on me and I have you performing
Like a dancer, man look how he moving
The way he moving he should star in a movie
Can't be neo he ain't dodging no bullets
He got hit up now his face on a shirt
Thought he made it he ain't know he got hurt
Bleeding heart cuz he up in a hearse
Damn

Written by:
Papa Von

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