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My Style (Dj Premier Remix) (Feat. Dj Premier & Justin Timberlake)
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Текст песни: (Lord have mercy)
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy
I know that you like my style
I know that you like my style
We came here to turn you out
Everybody in the place get wild
I know that you like my style
I know that you like my style
We 'bout to drop it on your ass right now
Everybody in the place get wild
(So what you sayin'?)
What's up, what's up with you, girl?
What's up, what's up with you, girl?
What's up, what's up with you, boy? (Say what?)
What's up, what's up with you, boy?
Don't jock, don't jock, baby, don't jock me
I drop the hotness, baby, watch me
You can't, you can't, no, you can't stop me
'Cause I'm a champ on the rap like rocky
And when I spit it trying out at Z rocks me
'Cause my style trademark with the copy
Rights, you know my style is not chip
Right, so don't cock-block me
You like my style when I'm whyling out with my gang
And I gain my fame from doing my damn thing
On a mic and I burn the stage like propane
And I bang them thangs, I'm a lover mane
I know that you like my style
I know that you like my style
We came here to turn you out
Everybody in the place get wild
I know that you like my style
I know that you like my style
We 'bout to drop it on your ass right now
Everybody in the place get wild
(So what you sayin'?)
What's up, what's up with you, girl?
What's up, what's up with you, girl?
What's up, what's up with you, boy?
What's up, what's up with you, boy?
Our style lined up when we team up
JT and bep sold the scene up
Cali to Tennessee and in between 'em
We the hottest in the biz turn the beat up
We be rolling four Hummers and a Beama' (in a beama')
With sunset off the chi cantina (cantina)
Stepped out looking fresh and clean-ah
Paparazzi put me in a magazine-ah
I got eight million ways to rock it like this
And ain't nobody drop their styles like this (this)
I'm a give it to you like that and like this
And my mama always told me, "My baby's a genius"
I know that you like my style
I know that you like my style
We came here to turn you out
Everybody in the place get wild
I know that you like my style
I know that you like my style
We 'bout to drop it on your ass right now
Everybody in the place get wild
(So what you sayin'?)
What's up, what's up with you, girl?
What's up, what's up with you, girl?
What's up, what's up with you, boy? (Say what?)
What's up, what's up with you, boy?
Te gusta mi estilo (estilo)
Dile a tu tía y tu tío (tío)
Ahí viene Jimmy with the lingo (lingo)
I like to keep my style on singo (singo)
Baby, you can call me mijo (mijo)
I make you say, "Ay, Dios mío" (mío)
Tu chocha es todo mío (ay)
I make it hot for you if it's frío
It feels like something's heating up
Timbaland on the drum-drum he's beatin' up
Black Eyed Peas, there's no defeating us
JT, he's rocking a beat with us
Them freaks, they wanna freak with us
After the spot they tryna meet with us
They know our style is fabulous
We off the hook our style's ridiculous
What's up, what's up with you, girl?
What's up, what's up with you, girl?
What's up, what's up with you, boy? (Say what?)
What's up, what's up with you, boy?
Let me tell ya
I know that you like my style
I know that you like my style
I've been gone for a while
But I'm back with a brand new style
Hey
Timbo (Timbo)
Black Eyed Peas (Black Eyed Peas)
JT (that's me)
And we out baby (out baby)
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy
I know that you like my style
I know that you like my style
We came here to turn you out
Everybody in the place get wild
I know that you like my style
I know that you like my style
We 'bout to drop it on your ass right now
Everybody in the place get wild
(So what you sayin'?)
What's up, what's up with you, girl?
What's up, what's up with you, girl?
What's up, what's up with you, boy? (Say what?)
What's up, what's up with you, boy?
Don't jock, don't jock, baby, don't jock me
I drop the hotness, baby, watch me
You can't, you can't, no, you can't stop me
'Cause I'm a champ on the rap like rocky
And when I spit it trying out at Z rocks me
'Cause my style trademark with the copy
Rights, you know my style is not chip
Right, so don't cock-block me
You like my style when I'm whyling out with my gang
And I gain my fame from doing my damn thing
On a mic and I burn the stage like propane
And I bang them thangs, I'm a lover mane
I know that you like my style
I know that you like my style
We came here to turn you out
Everybody in the place get wild
I know that you like my style
I know that you like my style
We 'bout to drop it on your ass right now
Everybody in the place get wild
(So what you sayin'?)
What's up, what's up with you, girl?
What's up, what's up with you, girl?
What's up, what's up with you, boy?
What's up, what's up with you, boy?
Our style lined up when we team up
JT and bep sold the scene up
Cali to Tennessee and in between 'em
We the hottest in the biz turn the beat up
We be rolling four Hummers and a Beama' (in a beama')
With sunset off the chi cantina (cantina)
Stepped out looking fresh and clean-ah
Paparazzi put me in a magazine-ah
I got eight million ways to rock it like this
And ain't nobody drop their styles like this (this)
I'm a give it to you like that and like this
And my mama always told me, "My baby's a genius"
I know that you like my style
I know that you like my style
We came here to turn you out
Everybody in the place get wild
I know that you like my style
I know that you like my style
We 'bout to drop it on your ass right now
Everybody in the place get wild
(So what you sayin'?)
What's up, what's up with you, girl?
What's up, what's up with you, girl?
What's up, what's up with you, boy? (Say what?)
What's up, what's up with you, boy?
Te gusta mi estilo (estilo)
Dile a tu tía y tu tío (tío)
Ahí viene Jimmy with the lingo (lingo)
I like to keep my style on singo (singo)
Baby, you can call me mijo (mijo)
I make you say, "Ay, Dios mío" (mío)
Tu chocha es todo mío (ay)
I make it hot for you if it's frío
It feels like something's heating up
Timbaland on the drum-drum he's beatin' up
Black Eyed Peas, there's no defeating us
JT, he's rocking a beat with us
Them freaks, they wanna freak with us
After the spot they tryna meet with us
They know our style is fabulous
We off the hook our style's ridiculous
What's up, what's up with you, girl?
What's up, what's up with you, girl?
What's up, what's up with you, boy? (Say what?)
What's up, what's up with you, boy?
Let me tell ya
I know that you like my style
I know that you like my style
I've been gone for a while
But I'm back with a brand new style
Hey
Timbo (Timbo)
Black Eyed Peas (Black Eyed Peas)
JT (that's me)
And we out baby (out baby)
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