Not That Kinda Girl

Yeah-eahhh, hmmmm
Yeaaahhh

[Chorus]

1. Boy you ain't impressin' me
With your jewelry, your designer clothes
Or the games that you try to play
Think you need to know
I got my own
Don't need you for your dough
Hearin' me, maybe then we can flow
Let me know
Make me smile, maybe we can chill
Keep it real, show me something I can feel
Cause I'm not your average, ordinary type
Could you be that kinda guy I like?

[Chorus:]
I'm not your everyday, 'round the way
Don't go bar-hoppin', chillin' on the block
On a cell phone frontin'
Never that, 'cause I'm not that kinda girl
I need to know how you roll
And how you get down
No drama
Money in the bank
Take me home and meet your mama
Can ya handle that
Cause I'm that kinda girl
I'm that kinda girl.

2. Every time I be up at the spot, chilling with my crew
We'll be hanging out, get in a little late
You start bugging out
I don't think it's fair
You don't like the clothes I wear
How I do my hair
I don't really care
But it's not for you
And I ain't got nothin' to prove
There can't be any us,
If there can't be any trust
Nothin' to discuss, no doubt
I'm not that kinda girl to let you play me out.

[Bridge:]
You might take me shopping
But I'm not your property
If I don't like it, I decided it
I can make it on my own
As long as we disagree to agree
Down for you and you're down for me
Baby I'm what you want and we can build a love so strong.

[Coda:]
Oooh oooh oooh oooh
Not that kinda girl
Oooh oooh oooh oooh
Not that kinda girl
Oooh oooh oooh oooh
Do you know what kinda girl I am
Oooh oooh oooh oooh
I'm that kinda girl
Ooohoohh-yeaaahh.