You're the type of guy that can't control your girl
You try to buy her love with diamonds and pearls
I'm the type of guy that shows up on the scene
And gets the seven digits, huh, you know the routine
You're the type of guy that tells her stay inside
While you're steady frontin' in your homeboy's ride
I'm the type of guy that comes when you leave
I'm doin' your girlfriend, that's somethin' you can't believe
Cause I'm that type of guy
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I'm that type of guy
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I'm that type of guy
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I'm that type of guy
Oh-oh-oh-oh
You're the type of guy that gets suspicious
I'm the type of guy that says pudding is delicious
You're the type of guy that has no idea
That a sneaky, freaky brother's sneaking in from the rear
I'm the type of guy to eat it when you want
And lick you in the places that your boyfriend don't
You're the type of guy to try to call me a punk
Not knowing that your main girl's bitin' my chunk
I'm the type of guy that loves a dedicated lady
Their boyfriends are boring, and I can drive them crazy
You're the type of guy to give her money to shop
She gave me a sweater, thank you, sweetheart
I'm the type of guy
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I'm the type of guy
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I'm the type of guy
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I'm the type of guy
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oreo
Oreo
Oreo
Oreo
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I'm the type of guy
That picks her up from work early
Takes her to breakfast
Lunch, dinner and breakfast
You're the type of guy
Eating a TV dinner
Talkin' about
God damn it, I'm a killer
I'm the type of guy
To make her say, why you illin' B?
You're the type of guy
To say, her lower back is killin' me
Catch my drift
You're the type of guy
That likes to drink Old English
I'm the type of guy
To cold, put on a pamper
You're the type of guy
To say, what you talkin' about?
I'm the type of guy
To leave my drawers in your hair, bruh
I'm the type of guy
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oreo
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oreo
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oreo
Oh-oh-oh-oh
T-Y-P-E-G-U-Y
I'm the type of guy
To give you a pound
And wink my eye
Like a bandit
Caught me red-handed
Took her for granted
But when I screwed her
You couldn't understand it
Cause you're the type of guy
That don't know the time
Swearin' up and down
That girl's all mine
I'm the type of guy
To let you keep believin' it
Go ahead to work
I'm the type of guy
Oh-oh-oh
Oreo
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oreo
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oreo
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oreo
Yeah
Yeah
Ah
Yeah
So funny
Come on
Come on now
Yeah
Like real cool
You know what I mean
And I like this
Go to your front door and ring the bell
And just like
Leave
Out the window and come home
In the night
Ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha