Yeah, you're just my type, yeah, yeah Just my type But you're just my type The kind that only calls me late at night You can't decide if you'll be yours or mine I hate to say it, but you're just my type Oh, I hate to say it, but you're just my type You

Fire your guns Yeah, you want some fun She got eyes of blue, body curves You gotta fire your guns Wild beast, I'll make you mine Taste your kiss, sweet lips divine She got moves, drips of sweat 'n legs that'll break your nerves

Just one kiss, I know I'll loose it And wont know what I'm doing Guess I'm caught up in this moment, Let it ride. Once your lips touch mine girl, its over Yeah I think we both know, we cant stop Were just rocking with this moment, Let it ride I cant call

Yeah I, I saw your ghost tonight If your eyes stay right on mine My wounds would start to heal It fucking hurt like hell I felt you here tonight But dreams can't all be real I'll never let you down boy I'll never let you go Her solace of life

Like baby, baby, baby no Baby, baby, baby oh Like baby, baby, baby oh I thought you'd always be mine (mine) Like baby, baby, baby ooh I thought you'd always be mine Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah (now I'm all gone) Ooh whoa, ooh whoa, ooh whoa

Ooo I heard it through the grapevine Not much longer would you be mine And I'm just about to lose my mind Ooo I heard it through the grapevine, Honey, honey yeah Ooo I bet you're wonderin' how I knew 'Bout your plans to make me blue With some other guy

Tell me that the pussy is mine, yeah Tell me that that pussy is mine, ooh Is just like me Keep it one hundred babe We both know, I'm not the only one But when I'm there, you treat a nigga And that's probably why I always come, yeah

I'm not gonna sit here wasting mine on you, yeah, you Ciao adios, I'm done If you're giving all of your money and time I'm onto you, yeah you I'm not your number one I saw you, with her Kissing and having fun And make out in the rain And now you take her

Mountains may fall The stars may all disappear Just to hear you say you're mine The only words I need to hear Oh oh, yeah So you say you've got your plans Well life's got its plans too Changes that come and go Come tomorrow, one never knows, oh

I got the bag, tell a friend She got some ass, bring it in Bitch, I'm the news, CNN (yeah) I don't trust nobody 'cause I can't be fake Frontin' ain't an option 'cause my soul can't change It's that young nigga shit, I might pull up to your bitch like