What Kinda

What kinda woman you is? What kinda man you like?
What kinda shit you like to do to make you feel alright?
What kinda car you like to drive? What kinda job you got?
What kinda shit you like to buy? What kinda fit you rock?
What kinda woman you is? What kinda man you like?
What kinda shit you like to do to make you feel alright?
What kinda car you like to drive? What kinda job you got?
What kinda shit you like to buy? What kinda fit you rock?

You go to school, are you finished? Drive a Beemer or a Bentley?
You ratchet all alone and you just home independent?
A business or a dentist, a dancer or you be trickin'?
Not a big difference, I just love women who tryna get it
From the bathroom to the living room to the kitchen
She cleaning, she be cooking, hold it down, he up in prison
Apartment, condo or a house, how you livin'?
You stay up in the A so you like to shop at Lenox
You keep your mouth closed cause you don't like 'em in your business
You in love with just one nigga, know they got plenty
You faithful and you taken, you don't like fucking with many
Like a nigga in True Religion jeans, don't do the dishes
Drank Ciroc or that Goose, a four-door or a coupe?
Ain't even gotta tell her she bad, know she the truth
Facebook and Twitter, she still do it bigger
Ain't even gotta trip, worried 'bout nan' nigga

What kinda woman you is? What kinda man you like?
What kinda shit you like to do to make you feel alright?
What kinda car you like to drive? What kinda job you got?
What kinda shit you like to buy? What kinda fit you rock?
What kinda woman you is? What kinda man you like?
What kinda shit you like to do to make you feel alright?
What kinda car you like to drive? What kinda job you got?
What kinda shit you like to buy? What kinda fit you rock?

Now you hate hoes in your business, huh?
Playing off phones like Trina, that shit be sickening, huh?
Your man broke as the fuck, you independent, huh?
You tell him fuck who you want, you don't be trippin', huh?
That's what I'm talkin' 'bout
I just like a woman like to keep herself together
It's somethin' 'bout a woman who suck it and suck it better
Hands down, you ain't fuckin' with her cause she badder
One of them girl rappers, got a bad bitch swagger
Like a nigga in the streets, don't like puttin' up with his shit
Think he fuckin' with a ho, he probably cookin' up a brick
Keep your friends out your mix, they'll fuck up your relationship
I call her Trina when I'm leanin' cause I Patience sip
When she ride it, light my fire cause the way she dip
Don't get mad, give her a kiss like the way she trip
When I'm rockin' the stage, she wrap my finger with me
Put a cup in the air if y'all seen her with me

What kinda woman you is? What kinda man you like?
What kinda shit you like to do to make you feel alright?
What kinda car you like to drive? What kinda job you got?
What kinda shit you like to buy? What kinda fit you rock?
What kinda woman you is? What kinda man you like?
What kinda shit you like to do to make you feel alright?
What kinda car you like to drive? What kinda job you got?
What kinda shit you like to buy? What kinda fit you rock?