Typa Girl

[Intro]
Gm Cm F Bb Em Am D
 
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[Verse 1]
Gm                D
Typa girl that’ll make you wanna dream
Gm                   D
Typa girl that came straight off of the screen
Gm                    D
Typa  girl  you wanna ice  up, make me freeze
Gm                    D
Typa girl you  wanna wife up, sign the pre
 
[Verse 2]
Gm
I bring money to the table
          D
Not your dinner
        Gm
Both my body and my bank account
     D
Good figure
          Gm                                D
Thinking about me, but there’s nothing to consider
      Gm                          D
If I let you in my circle, you a winner
 
[Pre-Chorus]
 G                        Cm
Didn’t know that you were cold
Cm                 F
‘Til you felt my fire
 F                        Bb
Heaven’s gate just opened up
Bb           Em
Hearing choirs
                        Am
If you saying something else
       D
You a liar
 
[Chorus]
                 Gm
‘Cause I’m that girl that drive you crazy
 D
But you can’t leave me alone
 Gm
Got you thinking maybe
 D
I went supernatural
 Gm
Put you under spells or
 D
Look into a crystal ball
 Gm                                D
I’m not like these other girls at all
 
[Post-Chorus]
 Gm                              D
I’m the typa girl that make you forget that you got a type
 Gm                         D
Type that make you love me when the only thing you done is like
 Gm                           D
I’m that typa girl, I’m that typa girl
 Gm                           D
I’m that typa girl, I’m that typa girl
 
[Interlude]
            Gm
Like du-du-dun
          D
Du-lu-lu-lun
            Gm
Like du-du-dun
          D
Du-lu-lu-lun
 
[Verse 3]
 Gm
I’m the type of girl
Gm
That everybody type
 D
Double tap, tap, tap
D
What everybody like
 Gm
You can check my stats
Gm
Got everybody’s eye
      D
And I run them laps
D
Round everybody’s mind
  Gm
All of these girls on some uppercase shit
  D
That mean they all cap
 Gm
Being the best at whatever I do
  D
That’s sounding on brand
 
[Verse 4]
      Gm                             D
Typa girl that you wish for when you blow that candle out
      Gm                       D
Typa girl that you wanna take back to your mama house
      Gm                               D
Typa girl that don’t ask for what she wants, she’s takin’ out
      Gm                       D
Typa girl who got bag in same quality as Chanel
 
[Pre-Chorus]
 G                        Cm
Now you know that you were cold
Cm                 F
‘Cause you felt my fire
 F                        Bb
Heaven’s gate just opened up
Bb           Em
Hearing choirs
                        Am
If you saying something else
       D
You a liar
 
[Chorus]
                 Gm
‘Cause I’m that girl that drive you crazy
 D
But you can’t leave me alone
 Gm
Got you thinking maybe
 D
I went supernatural
 Gm
Put you under spells or
 D
Look into a crystal ball
 Gm                                D
I’m not like these other girls at all
 
[Post-Chorus]
 Gm                              D
I’m the typa girl that make you forget that you got a type
 Gm                         D
Type that make you love me when the only thing you done is like
 Gm                           D
I’m that typa girl, I’m that typa girl
 Gm                           D
I’m that typa girl, I’m that typa girl
 
[Outro]
            Gm
Like du-du-dun
          D
Du-lu-lu-lun
            Gm
Like du-du-dun
          D
Du-lu-lu-lun