I'm That Type Of Guy

You're the type of guy that can't control your girl

You try to buy her love with diamonds and pearls

I'm the type of guy that shows up on the scene

And gets the seven digits, you know the routine

You're the type of guy that tells her, stay inside

While you're steady fronting in your homeboy's ride

I'm the type of guy that comes when you leave

I'm doing your girlfriend, that's something you can't believe

'Cause I'm that type of guy

I'm that type of guy

I'm that type of guy

I'm that type of guy

You're the type of guy that gets suspicious

I'm the type of guy that says, the pudding is delicious

You're the type of guy that has no idea

That a sneaky, freaky brother's sneaking in from the rear

I'm the type of guy to eat it, when he won't

And look in the places that your boyfriend don't

You're the type of guy to try to call me a punk

Now knowing that your main girl's biting my chunk

I'm the type of guy that loves a dedicated lady

Their boyfriends are boring, and I can drive 'em crazy

You're the type of guy to give her money to shop

She gave me a sweater (kiss) thank you, sweetheart

I'm that type of guy

I'm that type of guy

I'm that type of guy

I'm that type of guy

I'm the type of guy that picks her up from work early

Takes her to breakfast, lunch, dinner, and breakfast

You're the type of guy eating a TV dinner

Talkin about, goddamn it, I'ma kill her

I'm the type of guy to make her say, why you're illing, bee?

You're the type of guy to say, my lower back is killing me

Catch my drift?

You're the type of guy that likes to drink old English

I'm the type of guy to cold put on a pamper

You're the type of guy to say, what you talking bout?

I'm the type of guy to leave my drawers in your hamper

I'm that type of guy

I'm that type of guy

I'm that type of guy

I'm that type of guy

You know what I mean?

Check it out

T-y-p-e g-u-y

I'm that type of guy to give you a pound and wink my eye

Like a bandit, caught me red handed, took her for granted

But when I screwed her, you couldn't understand it

'Cause you're the type of guy that don't know the time

Swearing up and down, that girl's all mine

I'm the type of guy to let you keep believing it

Go 'head to work, while I defrost it, and season it

I'm that type of guy

I'm that type of guy

Know what I mean

I'm that type of guy

I'm that type of guy

So ridiculous

So funny

I don't know

Come on down

Yeah

Like real cool, you know what I mean?

I like just going to your front door ringing bells

And just like, ha, leave