No Type (The Wavy Version) Null null null

[Hook]

I don’t got no type
Bad bitches is the only thing that I like
I just hope it's tight
My mama say I’m wavy imma be like this for life

[Verse 1]
I don’t got no type
You don’t got no hype
Put that chick to sleep
Tell that bitch goodnight
Wavy, wavy
Boy thats what I’m livin like
(I mean it)
I don’t splurge a lot
Don’t get curved a lot
Dope to serve a lot
Whips I swerve a lot
Roley oh roley
No tick to turn the clock
(You seen it)
And the Spanish hoes call me Mí-les
I bet the game’ll make that bitch flip
Nintendo DS
Slide out them jeans, that pussy on recess
I talk like I’m livin' I be with the BS
Broke, nope, I’m not with that crowd
My folk, folk blow down piff that loud
She gone get with it drop a band or something
'Cause I don't fuck with no chick that browse
That pussy talking to me
It know my language
And I bet ya booty could clap
Like the 'Nolia can't it