V.I.C. - Wifey Type Lyrics
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    Wifey Type

    [Intro: V.I.C.]
    Ay, what's up ladies?
    This your boyfriend, V.I.C
    And my homie, Canton Jones
    And we wrote this song on behalf of every man
    To let y'all know what we want

    [Verse 1: V.I.C.]
    Ok...
    She is every man's want
    Every man's need
    She is every man's desire
    Every man's dream
    See, I done been around the world
    And seen a lot of things
    Slept with a lot of dimes
    Now, looking for a queen
    I'm looking for the one that will complete
    Me like a puzzle--
    Ain't gonna let me just work for your needs
    Not, V.I.C. or
    Or Mr. 'YetSilly'
    Or Mr. 'BeatItOff'
    Now, baby... (????)

    [Chorus: V.I.C. & Canton Jones]
    You the wifey type
    The wifey type
    The wifey type
    The wifey type
    Baby, you the wifey type

    [Verse 2: Canton Jones]
    Baby, you're the wifey type
    With you, wanna spend my life
    Not goin' out with my homies, girl
    'Cuz it's wifey night
    It's whatever wifey likes
    We don't even fuss and fight
    Whatever you want, you just do it
    You're my Nike wife
    You can live that icy life
    Don't worry 'bout prices, wife
    Whatever it is, you're my queen
    Girl, the price is right
    And you represent the Christ
    Baby that's the main thing
    That set you apart from all of these other 'Plain Janes.'
    So, let me slow it down, for Wifey
    Now, I'm gettin' the down; no one new

    [Chorus: V.I.C. & Canton Jones]
    Wanna spend my life with you!
    Baby, you're the wifey type
    Baby, you're the wifey type
    Wanna spend my life with you!
    You the wifey type
    The wifey type
    The wifey type
    The wifey type
    Baby, you the wifey type

    [Verse 3: V.I.C.]
    Ay...
    She is the kind of girl I need
    She is the right girl, just for me
    This woman loves God more than me
    She is the kind I call, 'wifey.'
    Ay, girl--
    You the one I want to mess with at the end of the day
    'Cuz I'm tired everyday, tired of the chase
    And I'm tired playing playing house, for a (????)
    'Cuz you do a lot of things for your boyfriend
    Like cook, clean and give it up to your man
    (????)...is I can get it up for you, babe
    So, baby... Ay!

    [Chorus: V.I.C. & Canton Jones]
    You the wifey type
    The wifey type
    The wifey type
    The wifey type
    Baby, you the wifey type

    [Verse 4: Canton Jones & *V.I.C*]
    You're the type of girl I want to meet my mama!
    (She's the wifey type)
    *Yeah... and it's just me and you, now, forget the drama*
    (She's the wifey type)
    Mmm... I don't have to be afraid, because I trust you!
    (She's the wifey type)
    *Yeah, I love my music and my car, and I love you*
    (She's the wifey type)
    Wanna spend my life with you!

    [Chorus Outro: V.I.C. and *Canton Jones*]
    Baby, you're the wifey type!
    Woah, my girl, you're the wifey type!
    Ha, wanna spend my life with you!
    Baby, you're the wifey type!
    *Ha, you're gonna make me take you to church, girl!*
    You're the wifey type... the wifey type!
    Oh my god!
    *Let me slow it down, for wifey*

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