Typa girl that you wish for when you blow that candle out
Typa girl that you wanna take back to your mama house
Typa girl that don’t ask for what she wants, she’s takin’ out
Typa girl who got bag in same quality as Chanel
Now you know that you were cold
‘Cause you felt my fire
Heaven’s gate just opened up
Hearing choirs
If you saying something else
You a liar
‘Cause I’m that girl
That drive you crazy
But you can’t leave me alone
Got you thinking maybe
I went supernatural
Put you under spells or
Look into a crystal ball
I’m not like these other girls at all
I’m the type of girl that make you forget that you got a type
Type that make you love me when the only thing you done is like
I’m that typa girl
I’m that typa girl
I’m that typa girl
I’m that typa girl
Like du-du-dun
Du-lu-lu-lun
Like du-du-dun
Du-lu-lu-lun
