ask me why That's right Can't you see, I'm not that kind of guy No way lady, oh oh Not that kind of guy, ooh yeah Oh, not that type of guy, oh When
I'm not that kind of guy [Verse 2] Don't go cryin' to your friends babe They won't understand Call my mama and she'll tell you I just ain't that
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m not that kind of guy [Verse 2] Don't go cryin' to your friends babe They won't understand Call my mama and she'll tell you I just ain't that type