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Type of Shit (feat. Wiz Khalifa)

Buddy

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Buddy
Buddy
Performer
Wiz Khalifa
Wiz Khalifa
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Simmie Sims III
Simmie Sims III
Composer
Michael Ray Cox Jr.
Michael Ray Cox Jr.
Composer
John Groover, Jr.
John Groover, Jr.
Lyrics
Cameron Thomaz
Cameron Thomaz
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike & Keys
Mike & Keys
Producer
Jean-Marie Horvat
Jean-Marie Horvat
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

This my type of shit, ey This my type of shit, ey Got marijuana, oh yeah This my type of shit, when I hop up in my whip, ey This my type of shit, when I pull up to that shit This my type of shit, when I turn up in the VIP, ey This my type of shit, when I'm rolling up that, hey Stumblin' all in the party, yeah we 'bout to get this shit started, ey I got the baby face, so at the bar, I still getting carded, yup All of this shit I'mma do tonight probably forget in the morning Shit, finna' roll me up another one, I ain't been smoking enough I'm 'bout to enjoy this I feel alright, I feel alright My crew too live, my crew too live I don't even know why, I don't even know why Oh man, I'm high, oh man, I'm high I ain't even gon' lie, I ain't even gon' lie Baby don't mind, baby don't mind Shit, she still gon' ride 'til the end of the night 'Cause I be in L.A (hey) Smoke weed everyday (hey) Fuck what you say (hey) We be getting paper Hey (hey), you so fake (hey) You all in the way (hey) You needa' get your weight up This my type of shit, when I hop up in my whip, ey This my type of shit, when I pull up to that shit This my type of shit, when I turn up in the VIP, ey This my type of shit, when I'm rolling up that, hey Sorry God, I know I said I'll never drink again But I take it back, I'm going up all weekend I've been working so hard lately, I'm starting to feel like I need this Anytime that I hit the dance-floor, you ain't tryin' battle me, bitch Start with the right cheek, go to the left cheek, back to the right cheek, ha All of them ass cheeks, how in the hell did you fit 'em in them damn jeans? Ah Wait, how did you do that? Give da' girl room, everybody better move back, yo Tryna' dance wit' ya' boo, get a chance wit' ya' boo Gon' hit a little two-step 'Cause We fly Alright Got marijuana (marijuana) We got a lighter (lighter) I'm getting too drunk (too drunk) I need some water (water) Now put your hands up (hands up) We wanna party with a (party with a) This my type of shit, when I hop up in my whip, ey This my type of shit, when I pull up to that shit This my type of shit, when I turn up in the VIP, ey This my type of shit, when I'm rolling up that, hey I'm zoning Niggas takin' dabs Yawnin', passin' out, not waking up 'til three in the morning Honestly, I'm floating I just brought a bag of God's greatest green grass to share with everyone that I knowin' Obviously we been smokin' Eyes barely open from the weed Used to smoke 'em with them champs So you know it ain't no seeds Raw paper, what you need? Passin' out from bong rips Long trips Mickey D's Smokin' M's wit' them g's Roll another one We fly Alright Got marijuana (oh) We got a lighter I'm getting too drunk (we got a lighter, man) I need some water Now put your hands up (hands up) We wanna party with a (party with a) This my type of shit (yeah), when I hop up in my whip, ey This my type of shit, when I pull up to that shit This my type of shit, when I turn up in the VIP, ey This my type of shit, when I'm rolling up that, hey (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
Writer(s): Cameron Jibril Thomaz, Simmie Sims, Michael Ray Cox Jr., John Groover Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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