Boy, I know your type, boy, I know your type
Boy, I know your type, boy, I know your type
Boy, I know your type, boy, I know your type
Boy, I know, that you wanna get next to me
I see the way that you’re walking, shit that you’re talking, ain’t no impressing me
I’ve been around for a little longer than you
I know the tricks that you’re running, keep the chicks coming, and I see right through
Saturday night, blowing up my phone
Then I hit you back, but nobody home
Only reply when the time is right
Only wanna talk when you’re alone at night
You (you) think that you’re (you're) one of a kind
But boy I know your type (know your type)
Don’t (don't) you know, (you know) that only little girls
Would fall for a little boy’s games?
You better stop playing
How you think that you gonna play me?
Ignore me for a whole week, then get texting me out of the blue one day
You say that it’s a little bit complicated
But I bet that you delete every trace of me when you see that she’s on her way over again
Saturday night, blowing up my phone
Then I hit you back, but nobody home
Only reply when the time is right
Only wanna talk when you’re alone at night
You (you) think that you’re (you're) one of a kind
But boy I know your type (know your type)
Don’t you know that only little girls
Would fall for a little boy’s games?
You left me on ‘read’, for the last time
Calling me drunk at three am, for the last time
No more teasing and pushing, I’m saying goodbye
No more secret girlfriends, I’m walking out of your life
You left me on ‘read’, for the last time
Calling me drunk at three am, for the last time
No more teasing and pushing, I’m saying goodbye
No more secret girlfriends, I’m walking out of your life
You (you) think that you’re (you're) one of a kind
But boy I know your type (know your type)
Don’t you know, that only little girls
Would fall for a little boy’s games?
You better stop playing
Boy, I know your type, (better better stop, you better stop)
Boy, I know your type (left me on...)
Boy, I know your type, (you better stop)
Boy, I know your type
credits
from Juicy,
released December 16, 2018
Written by The Mamas
Recorded and Mixed by Toby Peterson-Stewart
Additional Engineering by Daniel Caswell
Mastered by Forrester Savell
Associate Producer: Dr. Righteous Wind
Recorded at The Alamo and Solfege House
Vocals: Abbey Rose, Emilia Schnall, Isobel Caldwell and Kaitlyn Secker
Guitar: Hayden Mitt
Keyboard: Jake Amy
Drums: Charlie Ford
Bass: Hugh Heller
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