A.CHAL - Type Lyrics
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What Are The Lyrics For Type By A.CHAL?
Mezcla esa cosa con la Fanta
Tú me tienes harto Como tú lo traga' Shake, shake, eres mala Shake, shake, pa' la guala Girl, you like wildin' Why you like fightin'? I like it when you manda Baby, why you tryna get me too lit? You know that they eyein' me Don't try to feed me that bullshit You know I'm not buyin' it (Uh) Big bad in your Uber Money, come ride in it Ay, you're my type, yeah Every time they see us, wanna fight, yeah 'Cause she look so good, you want a bite Got my exes feelin' some type way (A type way) Ay, you're my type, yeah Every time they see us, wanna fight, yeah 'Cause she look so good, you want a bite Got my exes feelin' a type way (A type way) Girl, you not shaped like a model (What?) Coca-Cola bottle (Yeah) I see you wanna follow (Ooh) And f*ck me like a idol (Ooh) Shake, shake, pa' la guala Girl, you like wildin' Why you like fightin'? I like it when you manda Baby, why you tryna get me too lit? You know that they eyein' me Don't try to feed me that bullshit You know I'm not buyin' it Big bad in your Uber Money, come ride in it Ay, you're my type, yeah Every time they see us, wanna fight, yeah 'Cause she look so good, you want a bite Got my exes feelin' some type way (A type way) Ay, you're my type, yeah Every time they see us, wanna fight, yeah 'Cause she look so good, you want a bite Got my exes feelin' a type way (A type way) Type way, a type way |
Who Wrote Type By A.CHAL?
Alejandro Salazar
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What's The Duration Of The Type By A.CHAL?The duration of Type is 3:19 minutes and seconds. |
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