My Style
Black Eyed Peas ft Justin Timberlake

(Freedom, Mercy)

(Hey, hey)Lord Have Mercy (to the flow)
Lord Have Mercy (Black Eyed Peas)
Lord Have Mercy (JT)
Lord Have Mercy (Keep feelin' now)
Lord Have Mercy (Keep feelin' now)
Lord Have Mercy (Keep feelin' now)
Lord Have Mercy (Go get 'em)

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 about to be druggin' on your ass right now
So 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?
Ooh

Don't drop don't drop baby jock me
I drop the hotness baby watch me
You can't you can't just stop me
Cause I'm the champ on the rap can't rock me
And when I try to sit out like Z Rock Smith
Come styles I trade with the common
Right- You know my style is naugty, right.
So don't cock, block me

You like my style while I'm wild and not with my gang
And I gain my fam from doing my damn thing
While my mic on stage I burn like cocaine
And I bang them thangs on lover main (Hey!)

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 about to be druggin' on your ass right now
So 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?
Ooh

All style line up put your team up
Jt and BEP stole the scene (uh)
Cali to NC and in between- uh
We the hottest in the biz put the beat up
We be rollin' four Hummers and a Beamer
Sent-sent chic of the canteen-a.
Step out lookin' fresh and clean'-uh
Papparazzi wanna put me in they magazine-uh

I got eight million ways to rock it like this
And ain't nobody drop they styles like this
I'm gonna give it to you like that and like this
And my momma always talkin' bout baby's a genious

(Aaah, ahh)

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 about to be druggin' on your ass right now
So 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?
Ooh

They used to me like Steve-o
Di el latino es the tio (?)
Ay Jimmy what the lingo?
I like to keep my style on single
Baby you can call me mijo
I'll make you say Adios Mio
This I stalled en hijo
I'll make it hot for ya if it's frio

It feels like Something's heatin' up
Timbaland n the drum he's beat, beating up
Black Eyed Peas there's no defeating us
JT he's rockin' the beat with us
Them, they want to freak with us
I better stop they tryin' to meet with us
They know our beat is fabulous
Oh, our styles are rediculous

(Be ,be, be, be be...)

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?
Ooh

I know that you like My Style
I know that you like My Style
I been gone for a while
But I'm back with a brand new style

(Ohh ohh)