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My Style

Lord, have mercy
 Lord, have mercy
 Lord, have mercy
 Lord, have mercy
 Lord, have mercy
 Lord, have mercy
 Lord, have mercy


[Chorus]
 I know that you like my style
 I know that you like my style
 You can't get to turn you out
 Everybody in the place get wild
 I know that you like my style
 I know that you like my style
 You've gotta drop it on your pants 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 


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
 'Coz I'm a champ on the rep like rocky
 And when I spit it trying out at Z rocks me
 Got my style trademark with the copy
 Right, you know my style is naughty
 Right, so don't cock-block me
 You like my style when I'm whiling out with my gang
 And I gain my fame from doing my damn thing
 On a mike and I turn the stage like cocaine
 And I bang them thangs like a (?)


I know that you like my style
 I know that you like my style
 You can't get to turn you out
 Everybody in the place get wild
 I know that you like my style
 I know that you like my style
 You've gotta drop it on your pants 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 (?)
 We be rolling four Hummers and a Pima
 With sunset off the chi cantina
 Stepped out looking fresh and clean-ah
 Paparazzi put me in any magazine-ah
 I got eight million ways to rockin' like this
 And ain't nobody drop their styles like this
 I'ma give it to you like that and like this
 And my momma always told me "My baby's a genius"


I know that you like my style
 I know that you like my style
 You can't get to turn you out
 Everybody in the place get wild
 I know that you like my style
 I know that you like my style
 You've gotta drop it on your pants 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 


[Taboo in Spanish]


I like to keep my style on singo [singo]
 Baby you can call me mijo [mijo]
 I make you say "Adios, mijo"
 [Spanish]
 I make it hot for you if it's frijo


It feels like something's heating up
 Timberland 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 want to freak with us
 After the spot they tryin'a meet with us
 They know our style is fabulous
 Off the hook our style ridiculous


Ba-da-ba-da-ba-da...


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


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


Black Eyed Peas [Black Eyed Peas]
 JT [that's me]
 And we out baby [out baby]


Ba-da-ba-da-ba-ba-ba...