Type Dangerous - The Remix of the Gods

Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-make 'em clap to this (remix)

To show my appreciation for your support (woo)

Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-make 'em clap to this

Thank you DJ's

Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-make 'em clap to this (let's go, remix)

Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-make 'em clap to this (Red and Meth in the building, Mariah)

Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-make 'em (let's go, girl)

I came in the door, dripped in Balenci'

Cropped leather coat and some nine inch Fendis (yeah)

The crowd opened up and I started to strut

I need my space, but I'm signing autographs and such

Hit the little girls' room to powder my nose

Then came in three hatin' ass hoes

They don't know the meaning of water nor soap

I don't have time for the rigamarole (yes, sir)

Taking off my coat, clearing my throat (let's go, girl)

Certified diamonds like the songs I wrote (woo)

Look at my wrist, check out the light show

Can you handle this? I don't know

You can meet me up at the pent'

Knock 'em out the box with a chocolate kiss

Hope I ain't sayin' too much

I like 'em dangerous (yo, ay)

Lookin' for the dangerous type (yo, ay)

I like 'em dangerous (dangerous, it's how I like 'em)

I'm lookin' for the dangerous type (looking)

I said I like 'em dangerous (hey, yeah)

Dangerous (yo, Red and Meth, baby)

Dangerous (yeah, we dangerous)

Yo, Mariah

I came through the door (yeah) swingin' that big hammer

Like Thor, meat coat dragging on the floor (whoa)

Soul training wars, I'm handling my business (yeah)

We mobbing, baby, it's survival of the fittest (let's go)

One time, tear the club up then rewind

Get smacked if you outta line (bow down)

Money over women, it's the motto (sir)

That's the recipe for being a capo (yes, sir)

I don't bug out of chill or be acting ill

No script since 36, this a master kill (yeah)

No tricks, clean up the fish, this a massing kill

To the masses, I get it lit, this is mass appeal (huh)

I am world class for real, bottle smash your grill

I am tipsy of optimism, have my glasses filled

I'm lettin' the rhythm hit when I rap to this

I make em, make em, make 'em clap to this (let's go)

Dangerous

Dangerous

Look, back is your favorite

I don't know why they really tryna play with us

Stay with us while they flavor for most of them folks is flavorless

When I spit, I'm the craziest and they sound like the laziest

Maybe this one of the situations you thought you was the nicest

And your guard failed you so now you became an atheist

Make me erase you with the shit that made me lit (huh)

Me and Mariah proved that you niggas was liars over the crazy flip

Made a nigga really wanna change the roof

Top down, Willy Burger era, 'til it became a triple threat

Rich Po and AZ became the flick that made you sick

The way we light the street up and you stayed with us

Thinking it's cool like you was in denial like you smoked angel dust

Maybe trust the simple fact that I'm back at the table (bust, huh)

The fact is that I'm wearing the heaviest Cuban (lust)

Finger bent up on a pulse, you been a little sus

We cock the ratchet everywhere and stay dangerous (dangerous), dangerous (dangerous)

I'm lookin' for the dangerous type (lookin' for that danger)

I like 'em dangerous (I like 'em dangerous)

That's my type

I'm lookin' for the dangerous type

I said I like 'em dangerous (dangerous, yo)

Oh, yes, I want someone to step to me (let's go)

Oh, yes, I want someone to rescue me

Oh, yes, l've never been afraid of love (yes)

Oh, yes, that's why I like 'em dangerous (I like 'em dangerous)

Oh, yes, I want someone to step to me

Oh, yes, I want someone to rescue me

Oh, yes, l've never been afraid of love (dangerous, dangerous)

That's why I like 'em dangerous

I said I like 'em dangerous