Typa Way Lyrics

Typa Way Lyrics by MS BANKS

He was like 6 3
Dark-skin bredda had his eyes on me
Hair money green and my swag look clean
He was like Yo, pretty girl, where you been?
Don't wanna cause a scene
Ain't seen you before
Looking like a snack, wanna know what's in store
Yeah, I'm from the ends, but I'm always on tour
If you wanna link me, that's a chore
Take my Insta' if you wanna know more
Baby boy, I stay choosy
Lips juicy
Nigga  wanna do me but can't move me
Bubble pon di sittin, ain't talking jacuzzi
Have him bussing real quick, spraying like a Uzi

Got me feeling some typa way
Call my phone any time ah day
Can't lie, you been on my mind all day
Don't hesitate to come and slide my way
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Typa way
I can make you feel some typa way
Buss a little twist, girl, whine your waist
Omo you dey fine, no ramp or play
Gonna make make me feel some typa way
I can make you feel some typa way
Buss a little twist, girl, whine your waist
Omo you dey fine, no ramp or play

Messages drunk textasiz
He wanna squeeze on my back and my breastesiz
They wanna press the kid but can't impress the kid
They'd be lucky if they even got next to this
Cah I know what I bring
Some don't bring anything
I'd rather eat on my own if I can't eat widda king
I been about my bag, I can't forget my tag
None ah them can't do it like me
None ah them bitches ain't doing it like me
My whole ting's diff, know you're feeling me high key
I know what you're thinking, I'm all in your psyche
Anytime you come around you calm my anxiety

Got me feeling some typa way
Call my phone any time a day
Can't lie, you been on my mind all day
Don't hesitate to come and slide my way
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Typa way
I can make you feel some typa way
Buss a little twist, girl, whine your waist
Omo you dey fine, no ramp or play
Gonna make make me feel some typa way
I can make you feel some typa way
Buss a little twist, girl, whine your waist
Omo you dey fine, no ramp or play

Know that you're just my type
Why you got me feeling some typa way?
Know that you're just my type, yeah
Why you got me feeling some typa way?
Know that you're just my type, ay, ay
Why you got me feeling some typa way?
Know that you're feeling some typa way
Know you got me feeling some typa way?

Yo, T Wayne from the 9
Yo, when it's cold, you know we change the settings
We're jetting
Never staying in the same position
Wha' you know about giving her her favourite lesson?
Love them smooth and brown like Banks and Megan
I reckon, baby girl, you're just teasing widdit
When I pulled 'round she told me take it easy widdit
Drive the Range, baby, you ain't gonna need a Civic
Get the tints too, you know I need it secret innit
When we kick back, no chit-chat
Say she wanna fly to Maldives for quick Snap
And she telling me to sit back
When it's that time of night, dun know I hit it right
Maybe you just my type, uh
She love the plain Jane, that's okay
Have you ever been to Saint-Tropez?
We can vibe all day
Made three, I spent five today
Cah this girl's got me feeling some typa way, yo

Typa way
I can make you feel some typa way
Buss a little twist, girl, whine your waist
Omo you dey fine, no ramp or play
Gonna make make me feel some typa way
I can make you feel some typa way
Buss a little twist, girl, whine your waist
Omo you dey fine, no ramp or play