Текст песни Type of Way - Rich Homie Quan
Rich
Homie
Quan
That′s
right,
hoe
My
niggas
been
hustlin'
trying
to
make
him
something
Ain′t
no
telling
what
he'll
do
for
the
paper
(Ain't
no
telling)
Soufflé,
I′m
straight,
I
steak
my
plate
Sade,
I′m
a
smooth
operator
(I
drop
the
top
of
my
whip,
baby)
That
car
I'm
driving
make
you
feel
some
type
of
way
That
custom
Breitling
make
you
feel
some
type
of
way
This
bitch
I′m
with
got
me
feelin'
some
type
a
way
Is
it
′cause
my
homies
rich
you
feel
some
type
of
way?
Some
type
of
way,
make
you
feel
some
type
of
way
Heard
she
wana
fuck
me,
know
you
feel
some
type
of
way
Mr.
CEO
is
what
my
title
say
Me
and
my
homies
G'd
your
hoe,
he
feel
some
type
of
way
Okay,
now
let′s
be
real
I
know
you
feel
some
type
of
way
(I
know
you
do)
When
I
get
to
biting
on
her
ear
she
make
that
Tyson
face
I
drop
down
to
my
knees
thankful
for
life
today
No
naps
just
long
sleep,
hibernate
I
can
tell
if
he
tell
if
he
12,
right
away
Go
through
hell
'cause
I
care,
move
you
far
away
Drop
you
off
late,
know
he
feel
some
type
of
way
(Fuck
that
nigga)
I
got
hoes
like
golf
trynna
make
what
Tiger
makes
(That
wood)
I
got
a
hideaway,
and
I
go
there
sometimes,
to
give
my
mind
a
break
I
find
a
way
(To
do
what?)
To
still
get
through
the
struggle,
what
I'm
tryna
say
(Okay,
okay)
And
I
ain′t
lying
today
when
I
tell
you
that
I
love
My
niggas
been
hustlin′
trying
to
make
him
something
Ain't
no
telling
what
he′ll
do
for
the
paper
Soufflé,
I'm
straight,
I
steak
my
plate
Sade,
I′m
a
smooth
operator
(I
drop
the
top
of
my
whip,
baby)
That
car
I'm
driving
make
you
feel
some
type
of
way
(I
know
you
do)
That
custom
Breitling
make
you
feel
some
type
of
way
This
bitch
I′m
with
got
me
feelin'
some
type
a
way
Is
it
'cause
my
homies
rich
you
feel
some
type
of
way?
Some
type
of
way,
make
you
feel
some
type
of
way
Heard
she
wana
fuck
me,
know
you
feel
some
type
of
way
Mr.
CEO
is
what
my
title
say
Me
and
my
homies
G′d
your
hoe,
he
feel
some
type
of
way
She
got
a
Georgia
peach
on
her
rear
end
like
a
licence
plate
No
rookie,
girl
scout
cookie
got
me
high
today
(I
smoke
good)
I
probably
make,
more
money
in
six
months
Than
what′s
in
your
papa's
safe
Look
like
I
robbed
a
bank
I
set
it
off
like
Queen
Latifah,
′cause
I'm
living
single
I′m
feeling
cautious,
I
ain't
scream
when
they
served
a
subpoena
I
heard
that
he
the
leader,
come
follow
my
tribe
today
I
fucked
her
now
he
heated,
he
feel
some
type
of
way
Don′t
know
how
to
say,
ain't
the
hardest
man
working?
Attention
we
pay,
there's
always
a
man
lurking
No
man
perfect,
but
God
My
head,
I
nod
Rich,
homie,
ugn
My
niggas
been
hustlin′
trying
to
make
him
something
Ain′t
no
telling
what
he'll
do
for
the
paper
(Ain′t
no
telling)
Soufflé,
I'm
straight,
I
steak
my
plate
Sade,
I′m
a
smooth
operator
(I
drop
the
top
of
my
whip,
baby)
That
car
I'm
driving
make
you
feel
some
type
of
way
That
custom
Breitling
make
you
feel
some
type
of
way
This
bitch
I′m
with
got
me
feelin'
some
type
a
way
Is
it
'cause
my
homies
rich
you
feel
some
type
of
way?
Some
type
of
way,
make
you
feel
some
type
of
way
Heard
she
wana
fuck
me,
know
you
feel
some
type
of
way
Mr.
CEO
is
what
my
title
say
Me
and
my
homies
G′d
your
hoe,
he
feel
some
type
of
way
I
know
you
do
Don′t
look
like
that
Thank
you
Lord
Let
go,
let
go
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