Artist: Lil Wayne Album: Sorry 4 the Wait 2 Song: No Type Typed by: Cedmaster3K {"EarDrummers"} ... {"Mike WiLL Made-It"} [Chorus: Lil Wayne] Cause I ain't got no type, no But when I met codeine, it was love at first Sprite Countin' dirty money all night, where the wipes? I like my Swisher Sweet fat as fuck with cellulite, yeah My bitch got a wife, yeah Got me walkin' 'round feelin' like Dolemite And these niggas talkin' crazy but they don't get out of line They pockets sayin' "vacant" and my shit say "occupied" [Lil Wayne] Yeah, bad bitch on my team, mmm Bad bitch on my team, just like Katniss Everdeen Got lipstick everywhere I got her shakin' on this dick-dick-dick-dick-dick-dick like a, electric chair, Lord I got liquor, I got cigarettes And these pussy ass niggas just got PMS I don't think you should see him nor live off per diem She just took off her clothes and said "You ain't lyin'" She pretty like the bride of Frankenstein She kill it like she married to the mob I can't let one of these hoes lock me down, momma She said "Don't worry son, I'll help you make bond Cause these hoes throwin' pussy like hand grenades Don't let it blow up in your face now" Had to buy my dick a barricade And a mothafuckin' K9 Diamonds in my teeth, I'm eatin' carrot cake So, hard for me to put on a fake smile I had to buy my dick a barricade Yeah, and a mothafuckin' K9 I got cocaine, I got cigarettes I don't do neither, it's at my bitch request She like bad boys, I'm her crook in the neck Her suicide note say she love me to death Ooh, for her Lewinsky is so critical And I didn't mean to get political I watch her, let her figure slither But I don't look into her snake eyes [Chorus: Lil Wayne] I ain't got no type, no, mm But when I met codeine, it was love at first Sprite {"EarDrummers"} I been countin' dirty money all night, where the wipes? I like my Swisher Sweet fat as fuck with cellulite {"Mike WiLL Made-It"} Ooh, my bitch got a wife, yeah Got me walkin' 'round feelin' like Dolemite And these niggas talkin' crazy but they don't get out of line They pockets sayin' "vacant" and my shit say "occupied" Yeah... but when I met codeine, it was love at first Sprite I been countin' dirty money all night, where the wipes? I like my Swisher Sweet fat as fuck with cellulite Ooh, my bitch got a wife, yeah Got me walkin' 'round feelin' like Dolemite {"EarDrummers"} And these niggas talkin' crazy but they don't get out of line I'm +Sorry 4 The Wait+ til I drop that "Carter V" {"Mike WiLL Made-It"} [Outro: Lil Wayne] Yeah, these hoes throwin' pussy like hand grenades Yeah, don't let it blow up in your face now Mm, yeah, had to buy my dick a barricade