[Lyric] My Type (Elle Baez)

Mmmm, Mmmm

Sun is hot on Leonard St today
And then you whipped around and looked my way
But I heard rumors that you had a bae
(oh oh, no)

I don’t like that
Cut the chit chat
Better step back
(go, go, go)

You could see that
I’m the type that
Knows when he’s a tramposo

Strutting faster from you
Baby I can’t miss my train
You yell she’s not for you
She’s plain like mary jane
You’ve got new something here
That I might even like
Primero, let me score you
You gotta be my type

My type, My type
You should be single then you can apply
Don’t want no players wasting all my time
You gotta be my type
My type, just right
Mi papacito cannot tell no lies
You gotta, you gotta be my type

Might be picky but I’ve got my reasons
Men be leaving me like the seasons
But I think I got room for you to squeeze in

Type your digits
Then I’ll hit it
Then you’ll quit it (ha)

You could see that
I’m the type that
Knows when he’s a tramposo

But you’ve got new something dear
That I might even like
Primero, let me score you
You gotta be my type
My type, My type
You should be single then you can apply
Don’t want no players wasting all my time
You gotta be my type
My type, just right
Mi papacito cannot tell no lies
You gotta, you gotta be my type

I don’t know babe you could be
But that dont even mean that you should be
I got bags of my own shit, priorities
I don’t need you, I don’t need you

I like picking the time that I am pleased
After wining and dining in Chelsea
And you buying me diamonds, it’s not free

You gotta be my type
You gotta be my type (mi tipo, mi tipo)
You gotta be my type
You gotta be my type

My type, My type
You should be single then you can apply
Don’t want no players wasting all my time
You gotta be my type
My type, just right
Mi papacito cannot tell no lies
You gotta, you gotta be my type
Yeah