Yea you coming to me
And I need to take you there
Putting scratches on my back
While I'm pulling on your hair
Got them hickeys on your neck
And you not the type to care
And I got to let you know
That I'm never gon be there
Uh, not the type
Yea not the type to swear
Uh, not the type yea
Not the type to f*ck
Uh, Not my type at all
But girl you got me stuck
Now I wanna show you
How we run it up
Not my type, Not the type
Not my type, Not at all
Yea you not my type
And I told you, you could get me
If you start acting right
But you know that I lied
But I can't, yea the distance over pride
Fall in love, when I'm looking in ya eyes
And I know
That you thinking what I don't
You so far, so how we supposed to get close?
Even though, you the women that I chose
And I know, that this shit is getting old
Now I gotta go, when the seasons over
Now I gotta show you
When the reasons coming closer
Cause I'm the demon
And the demon gonna choke you
You can travel to my city
Where nobody gonna know you
And the travel costs
So somebody gotta owe you
Its a day trip
And you know I gotta go up,
Go up, you gon go down
You stay in the U that's ya hometown
Not my type, Not the type
Not my type, Not at all