My Style - Black Eyed Peas



Lord, have mercy [7x]



[Refren]

I know that you like my style [2x]

I can’t get to turn you out

Everybody in the place get wild

I know that you like my style [2x]

You’ve gotta drop it on your pants right now

Everybody in the place get wild

What’s up, what’s up with you girl [2x]

What’s up, what’s up with you boy [2x]



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 rock smith

Got my style trademark with the (?)

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 (?)



[Refren]



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”



[Refren]



[Taboo singt irgendwas in spanisch^^]



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



What’s up, what’s up with you girl [2x]

What’s up, what’s up with you boy [2x]



I know that you like my style [2x]

I’ve been gone for a while

But I’m back with a brand new style