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Kind Of Girl Lyrics by French Montana French Montana , Rick Ross, Harry Fraud
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You are just the kind of girl I always wanted
When I was a little boy thinkin' 'bout bein' grown
Now that I'm a man, you come along
And I cannot let you go 'cause I know
I want you for very long
So I say
All my bitches ask me how many bitches I got
Can you count the raindrops as you look in the sky?
Are you my main bitch or just a chick on the side?
Can I trust you with some chips or just keys to my ride?
If you're not a soldier then you're just wastin' my time
I chase money, that tequila, I lace it with lime
So infectious with this flow but this took me some time
Sky miles up the ass but she's one of a kind
You meet the quotas, then you get to serenade
Croc' loafers, long sleeves, silks be tailor made
Black chauffeurs who open to doin' anything
It's amazin', the jealousy all this cheddar bring
I can see a million with a pair of dice
Ankle monitors loggin' me on the satellites
It's Basquiat boss when it come to paint
And when I'm followin' my heart, don't tell me what I can't
You are just the kind of girl I always wanted
You gotta be special to catch my eye, shorty
And if you do catch my eye
You gotta be a motherfucker to keep me
And I cannot let you go 'cause I know
I'm the young nigga that done been around the world sixty-one times
Coke Boy, baby
I was pushing that H by the izzo
I was bustin' down them Oreos like Lizzo
I was hustlin' on the block, then bought the cross street
That high got me feelin' like qualudes from Wolf of Wall Street
I was caught up with that white girl like I'm Tiger Woods
On the painkillers but I'm drivin' good
She wanna fuck for hours 'cause my money long
Droppin' bags they call me, 'Mr. Get-your-tummy-gone'
Michael Jackson with the glove, word to Mother Catherine
Like the pirates from Somalia, Coke Boy Captain
The helicopters from the Hamptons, tryna beat the traffic
Then I dip out like Kawhi Leonard did the Raptors
I was poppin' on them pepas like Farruko
Stuck on the island like I'm Robinson Crusoe
That's offshore for IRS, for the loopholes
They said it's lonely at the top but check the view, though
You are just the kind of girl I always wanted
Even rich niggas need inspiration, shawty
Inspiration only thing I can't buy
And I don't finance
And I cannot let you go
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