Yeah-eahhh, hmmmm yeaaahhh
CHORUS: I'm not your every day, around the way Don't go bar-hoppin', chillin' on the block On a cell phone frontin', Never that, cuz I'm not that kinda girl I need to know how you roll And how you get down-no drama.. ...money in the bank Take me home and meet your mama Can you handle that? Cuz I'm that kinda girl I'm that kinda girl
VERSE 1: Boy you aint impressin' me With your jewelry, your designer clothes Or the games that you try to play Think you need to know, I got my own Dont need you for your dough Hearin' me, maybe then we can flow, let me know Make me smile, maybe we can chill Keep it real, show me something I can feel Cause I'm not your average ordinary type Could you be that kinda guy I like?
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VERSE: 2 Everytime I be up at the spot, chilling with my crew We'll be hanging out, get in a little late You start bugging out I dont think it's fair You don't like the clothes I wear How I do my hair I don't really care But it's not for you And I aint got nothin' to prove There cant be any us, if there can't be any trust Nothin' to discuss, no doubt I'm not that kinda girl to let you play me out
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BRIDGE: You might take me shopping, but I'm not your property If I dont like it, I i decide it that I can make it on my own As long as we disagree to agree Down for you and you're down for me Baby I'll put you on and we can build a love so strong
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Oooh Oooh Oooh Oooh Not That Kinda Girl Oooh Oooh Oooh Oooh Not That Kinda Girl Oooh Oooh Oooh Oooh You even know what kinda girl I am? Oooh Oooh Oooh Oooh I'm that kinda girl ooohoohh-yeaaahh
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