My Type
Maqel * Track #4 On Look Mom... I Can Fly!
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My Type by Maqel
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MaqelAbout
“My Type” was released on June 8, 2019, as the second single from Maqel’s debut studio album, Look Mom… I Can Fly! It was later included as the fourth track on the album.
On the song, Maqel describes “his type,” the kind of girl he wants to be with.
My Type Lyrics
[Intro]
You ain't never saw it
Say you got a problem
Uh
[Pre-Chorus]
Say you got a problem, you ain't never solve it
And you feel guilty, all up in your conscience
Tell me you got it, you ain't really got it
Tell me that you love me, you must be retarded
[Chorus]
I'ma need a badder bitch
Type to say come over when she sad and shit
Type to remind me, but not a naggin' bitch
Triple the standards, she can't be average
No, not a nasty bitch
She get the check on her own
Independent and strong
When she with me, she a baby, by herself, she get grown
Every time that we go out, she never look at her phone
Type to end an argument because she know that she wrong
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
She know it, yeah, she know it
Type to make me think we ain't ever foldin'
Late night talks with me, she feel so important
Type to tell me what she want and let her feelings pour in, yeah
Shorty poppin', shorty poppin', yeah
Keep it coming, keep it coming, yeah
She be on it, she be on it, yeah
I know they watchin', know they watchin', yeah
She know it, yeah, she know it
Type to make me think we ain't ever foldin'
Late night talks with me, she feel so important
Type to tell me what she want and let her feelings pour in
[Pre-Chorus]
Say you got a problem, you ain't never solve it
And you feel guilty, all up in your conscience
Tell me you got it, you ain't really got it
Tell me that you love me, you must be retarded
[Chorus]
I'ma need a badder bitch
Type to say come over when she sad and shit
Type to remind me, but not a naggin' bitch
Triple the standards, she can't be average
No, not a nasty bitch
She get the check on her own
Independent and strong
When she with me, she a baby, by herself, she get grown
Every time that we go out, she never look at her phone
Type to end an argument because she know that she wrong
[Verse 2]
She wrong, she wrong
She bad, she bad
I get my check, I count these racks
I know, I know, you mad at that
You beggin' to get what I been had
Yeah, yeah
She know it, yeah, she know it
Type to make me think we ain't ever foldin'
Late night talks with me, she feel so important
Type to tell me what she want and let her feelings pour in, yeah
Shorty poppin', shorty poppin', yeah
Keep it coming, keep it coming, yeah
She be on it, she be on it, yeah
I know they watchin', know they watchin', yeah