More songs by Eric IV
Description
Author: Precious Agbede
Producer: Phantom
Composer: Eric Muteba
Composer: Precious Agbede
Composer: Olaleye Ayobami Oladapo
Lyrics and translation
Original
She bad, yes I know. She too sexy for a caption.
Fuck. Mmm.
She bad, yes I know. She pose like she knows no one's like her. So natural.
She too sexy for a caption.
She like the lights, camera, action. Oh. And she got fashion. Oh.
Oh, she just my type.
My type.
My type. Freaky in her real life.
My type.
Yes, that's what I like.
Oh, my type.
My type. Freaky in her real life.
My type.
-Oh, she just my type. -Never loved another since I met you.
And I think of things I dey think for two.
Even when I'm lost, I dey find my truth.
I dey future in your eyes, I dey try push you. She sexy and she classy and she stylish.
Her face card on peak and she's priceless. All the memories and kisses with you girl, they timeless.
Enter my heart, you wear real high heels.
The right price tag on.
There's no one like her. She smells like Chanel. That be natural.
She too sexy for a caption.
She like the lights, camera, action. Oh. And she got fashion. Oh.
Oh, she just my type.
My type.
My type. Freaky in her real life. My type.
Yes, that's what I like. Oh, my type.
My type. Freaky in her real life.
My type.
Oh, she just my type.
She bad, yes I know.
She pose like she knows no one's like her. So natural.
She too sexy for a caption.
She like the lights, camera, action. Oh. And she got fashion. Oh.
Oh, she just my type.
English translation
She bad, yes I know. She too sexy for a caption.
Fuck. Mmm.
She bad, yes I know. She pose like she knows no one's like her. So natural.
She too sexy for a caption.
She like the lights, camera, action. Oh. And she got fashion. Oh.
Oh, she just my type.
My type.
My type. Freaky in her real life.
My type.
Yes, that's what I like.
Oh, my type.
My type. Freaky in her real life.
My type.
-Oh, she just my type. -Never loved another since I met you.
And I think of things I dey think for two.
Even when I'm lost, I dey find my truth.
I dey future in your eyes, I dey try push you. She sexy and she classy and she stylish.
Her face card on peak and she's priceless. All the memories and kisses with you girl, they timeless.
Enter my heart, you wear real high heels.
The right price tag on.
There's no one like her. She smells like Chanel. That be natural.
She too sexy for a caption.
She like the lights, camera, action. Oh. And she got fashion. Oh.
Oh, she just my type.
My type.
My type. Freaky in her real life. My type.
Yes, that's what I like. Oh, my type.
My type. Freaky in her real life.
My type.
Oh, she just my type.
She bad, yes I know.
She pose like she knows no one's like her. So natural.
She too sexy for a caption.
She like the lights, camera, action. Oh. And she got fashion. Oh.
Oh, she just my type.