This song seemingly tackles the methods of deception those who manipulate others use to get victims to follow their demands, as well as diverting attention away from important issues. They'll also use it as a means to convince people to hate or kill others by pretending acts of terrorism were committed by the enemy when the acts themselves were done by the masters of control to promote discrimination and hate. It also reinforces the idea that these manipulative forces operate in various locations, infiltrating everyday life without detection, and propagate any and everywhere.
In general, it highlights the danger of hidden agendas, manipulation, and distraction, serving as a critique of those who exploit chaos and confusion to control and gain power, depicting a cautionary tale against falling into their traps. It encourages us to question the narratives presented to us and remain vigilant against manipulation in various parts of society.
Yeah-yeah
Mm
Yeah-yeah
I'm not your everyday, 'round the way
Don't go bar-hoppin', chillin' on the block
On a cell phone frontin'
Never that, 'cause I'm not that kinda girl (no, not me)
I need to know how you roll
And how you get down, no drama
Money in the bank
Take me home and meet your mama
Can ya handle that?
'Cause I'm that kinda girl
I'm that kinda girl
Boy you ain't impressin' me
With your jewelry, your designer clothes
Or the games that you try to play
Think you need to know
I got my own
Don't need you for your dough
Hearin' me, maybe then we can flow
Let me know
Make me smile, maybe we can chill
Keep it real, show me something I can feel
'Cause I'm not your average, ordinary type
Could you be that kinda guy I like?
I'm not your everyday, 'round the way (I like)
Don't go bar-hoppin', chillin' on the block
On a cell phone frontin' (that's not me, baby)
Never that, 'cause I'm not that kinda girl
Not that kind girl
I need to know how you roll
And how you get down, no drama (no drama)
Money in the bank
Take me home and meet your mama (meet your mama)
Can ya handle that?
'Cause I'm that kinda girl
I'm that kinda girl
I'ma be up at the spot, chilling with my crew
We'll be hanging out, gettin' a little late
You start bugging out
I don't think it's fair (no fair)
You don't like the clothes I wear
How I do my hair
I don't really care
But it's not for you
And I ain't got nothin' to prove
There can't be any us
If there can't be any trust
Nothin' to discuss, no doubt
I'm not that kinda girl to let you play me out
I'm not your everyday, 'round the way
Don't go bar-hoppin', chillin' on the block
On a cell phone frontin' (I'm not the one)
Never that, 'cause I'm not that kinda girl
Not that kinda girl, no, no
I need to know how you roll
And how you get down, no drama (how do you roll?)
Money in the bank
Take me home and meet your mama
Can ya handle that? (Meet your mama)
'Cause I'm that kinda girl
I'm that kinda girl, and I'm that kinda girl
You might take me shopping
But I'm not your property (no, baby)
If I don't like it, I decide it
I can make it on my own, yeah (own)
As long as we disagree to agree
Down for you and you're down for me
Baby, I'll put you on and we can build a love so strong (build a love so strong)
I'm not your everyday, 'round the way (yeah)
Don't go bar-hoppin', chillin' on the block (please believe it)
(Please believe it, baby) on a cell phone frontin'
Never that, 'cause I'm not that kinda girl
(Need to know the kind of girl I am, darlin')
I need to know how you roll
And how you get down, no drama (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Money in the bank
Take me home and meet your mama
Can ya handle that?
'Cause I'm that kinda girl (yeah, yeah)
I'm that kinda girl
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Not that kinda girl
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Not that kinda girl (no, no, no, no)
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Even know what kinda girl I am?
Ooh, ooh, ooh
I'm that kinda girl
Ooh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mm
Yeah-yeah
I'm not your everyday, 'round the way
Don't go bar-hoppin', chillin' on the block
On a cell phone frontin'
Never that, 'cause I'm not that kinda girl (no, not me)
I need to know how you roll
And how you get down, no drama
Money in the bank
Take me home and meet your mama
Can ya handle that?
'Cause I'm that kinda girl
I'm that kinda girl
Boy you ain't impressin' me
With your jewelry, your designer clothes
Or the games that you try to play
Think you need to know
I got my own
Don't need you for your dough
Hearin' me, maybe then we can flow
Let me know
Make me smile, maybe we can chill
Keep it real, show me something I can feel
'Cause I'm not your average, ordinary type
Could you be that kinda guy I like?
I'm not your everyday, 'round the way (I like)
Don't go bar-hoppin', chillin' on the block
On a cell phone frontin' (that's not me, baby)
Never that, 'cause I'm not that kinda girl
Not that kind girl
I need to know how you roll
And how you get down, no drama (no drama)
Money in the bank
Take me home and meet your mama (meet your mama)
Can ya handle that?
'Cause I'm that kinda girl
I'm that kinda girl
I'ma be up at the spot, chilling with my crew
We'll be hanging out, gettin' a little late
You start bugging out
I don't think it's fair (no fair)
You don't like the clothes I wear
How I do my hair
I don't really care
But it's not for you
And I ain't got nothin' to prove
There can't be any us
If there can't be any trust
Nothin' to discuss, no doubt
I'm not that kinda girl to let you play me out
I'm not your everyday, 'round the way
Don't go bar-hoppin', chillin' on the block
On a cell phone frontin' (I'm not the one)
Never that, 'cause I'm not that kinda girl
Not that kinda girl, no, no
I need to know how you roll
And how you get down, no drama (how do you roll?)
Money in the bank
Take me home and meet your mama
Can ya handle that? (Meet your mama)
'Cause I'm that kinda girl
I'm that kinda girl, and I'm that kinda girl
You might take me shopping
But I'm not your property (no, baby)
If I don't like it, I decide it
I can make it on my own, yeah (own)
As long as we disagree to agree
Down for you and you're down for me
Baby, I'll put you on and we can build a love so strong (build a love so strong)
I'm not your everyday, 'round the way (yeah)
Don't go bar-hoppin', chillin' on the block (please believe it)
(Please believe it, baby) on a cell phone frontin'
Never that, 'cause I'm not that kinda girl
(Need to know the kind of girl I am, darlin')
I need to know how you roll
And how you get down, no drama (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Money in the bank
Take me home and meet your mama
Can ya handle that?
'Cause I'm that kinda girl (yeah, yeah)
I'm that kinda girl
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Not that kinda girl
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Not that kinda girl (no, no, no, no)
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Even know what kinda girl I am?
Ooh, ooh, ooh
I'm that kinda girl
Ooh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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does anybody know were can i see the video clip for this song
never mind i saw it aready
jojo is saying that she isn`t the type of girl to fall for a guy with lots of bling. she wants a down-to-earth guy who is true to himself and her.
my favorite!
my favorite!
she was 13 when she recorded this song! it's pretty good