My Style (feat. Justin Timberlake)

Lord, have mercy (hey, hey) Lord, have mercy (Timbo) Lord, have mercy (Black Eyed Peas) Lord, have mercy (JT) Lord, have mercy (get stealing that) Lord, have mercy (get stealing that) Lord, have mercy (get stealing that) Lord, have mercy (JT, hit '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 bout to drop it on your ass right now Everybody in the place get wild (so what you saying?) 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 'Cause I'm a champ on the rap like Rocky And when I spit it trying out a Z rocks me Cause my styles 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 wiling out with my gang And I gain my fame from doing my damn thing on the mic Then I burn the stage like propane And I bang them thangs, I'm a lover man 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 saying?) 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 sewed 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 Beemer When sun set, up the cheap cantina Stepped out looking fresh and clean-ah Paparazzi put me in they magazine-ah I got eight million ways to rock ya like this And ain't nobody drop their styles like this I'm a 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 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 saying?) 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? Te gusta me estilo Dile a tu tia y tu tio Aye viene Jimmy wit the lingo (lingo) I like to keep my style on single (single) Baby you can call me mijo (mijo) I make you say "ay, Dios mio!" (mio) Tu chocha es todo mio (ay) I make it hot for you if it's frío (frío) It feels like something's heating up Timbaland's on the drum-drum, he's beating up Black Eyed Peas, there's no defeating us JT, he's rocking the beat with us Them freaks, they want to freak with us After the spot they tryna to meet with us They know our style is fabulous We off the hook, our styles 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? 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)