I Ain't Gotta Type - K Camp

Gotta redbone, gotta dark skin chick

One long hair, one short hair make no difference.

Might be skinny, might be thick she still my bitch.

So many damn women, don’t make no sense yeah.

Cause I ain’t gotta type, no.

Long as you grown, long as you bad, you got your own.

I ain’t gotta a type, no.

Just be a hunnit

Ain’t with the drama

If you like it, I love it girl

Look, got so many options hard to choose what ones for me.

Not really searching for no wifey, just someone to keep it G.

I ain’t got no type, I just like just what I like.

Ever since I started moving,

hoes been watching me like skype, damn.

Don’t get the wrong idea, I am not the one that’s gonna trick on a chick, no.

Not like your average nigga, my mind not on a bitch, so.

Can’t force no love on me, so baby relax just let it flow

Uh huh, You like them girls that hold you down nigga

Uh huh, I’m talking, ones that stick around nigga

Uh huh, a bad bitch that shut it down, nigga

Uh huh, just show me sumthin'

Gotta redbone, gotta dark skin chick

One long hair, one short hair make no difference.

Might be skinny, might be thick she still my bitch.

So many damn women, don’t make no sense yeah.

Cause I ain’t gotta type, no.

Long as you grown, long as you bad, you got your own.

I ain’t gotta a type, no.

Just be a hunnit

Ain’t with the drama

If you like it, I love it girl

I can’t discriminate, if you talkin a good game, then I won’t hesitate.

I’m just looking for a chick, I been with who can relate.

The conversation & good sex, oh yeah that keep me straight

I don’t irregulate

Fuck with her cause she make her own money

Please don’t lie, girl and always stay a hunnit

And I can see she don’t want nothin' from me, so I’mma hold her down babygirl

so let’s run it

And I ain’t got no type, I ain’t got no type, I’ll say it again.

Tonight is one of them nights it’s gon be alright to bring one of your friends.

You see exactly what’s going on, girl stay with me like a carryon,

I’mma treat you right, I know it’s been so long

The last man was her type, this so wrong but this so right

You so bad I had to look twice

Gotta redbone, gotta dark skin chick

One long hair, one short hair make no difference.

Might be skinny, might be thick she still my bitch.

So many damn women, don’t make no sense yeah.

Cause I ain’t gotta type, no.

Long as you grown, long as you bad, you got your own.

I ain’t gotta a type, no.

Just be a hunnit

Ain’t with the drama

If you like it, I love it girl