Your Style-Troy Ave/Diddy/Mase/T.I.

See, now I went to the club and I ran into this girl And she was telling bout how she feel and everything Her name was New York But she said, "Troy listen" She said yo' new sh*t pumping you make us so proud We've been wanting something this good for a while But I'm not fooled by both them dimples on yo' face Cause when we danced, I felt that fifth all on yo waist And you know She like my style; she like my flows It ain't no chuck involved; she knows I came so far from dealing blow Been on my grind, and now it shows Ain't nobody 'round who sound like this We ain't the same; they rode that dick F**k them lames; get down with this Pop Champagne; girl shake yo' hips Wife beater with the cake She got the long hair - ain't nothing fake All blue thong with the stars on it Laying in my bed and she all on it Rewind back, before I grind the cat Two stepping in the club with my dogs all strapped There for dough, playing with the b**ches A flashy young ni**a before we took the pictures I can take ya number, can't be ya man But you can act like it in ya Instagram I like flipping grams and you like me And if you into getting money, baby you like me Come on, I'm out here; sound the alarm I heard one good girl is worth a thousand whores One good song is worth a thousand tours So before I leave, proceed wit' yo' boy She said yo' new sh*t pumping you make us so proud We've been wanting something this good for a while But I'm not fooled by both them dimples on yo' face Cause when we danced, I felt that fifth all on yo waist And you know She like my style; she like my flows It ain't no chuck involved; she knows I came so far from dealing blow Been on my grind, and now it shows Ain't nobody 'round who sound like this We ain't the same; they rode that dick F**k them lames; get down with this Pop Champagne; girl shake yo' hips Shorty got a thing for me; it's only right I slide with her Spoil with money ice, and there was G's there saying Popping like I'm celebrating spend a week in the pane Next two cities, I'm a sleep on the plane One time for keeping it real Still in yo' heart where you stay Lifting yo' feet up, like the marksman I aim to leave 'em Sometimes for all these non-believers; now we even I think your run is a public of line up out of the seasons You're beside me for a reason Come check the breeze out with the flyest ni**a breathing Everything here is mine for keeping I see you're reaching You want that vibe back Bodies on my NY hat, gotta be in my Palm rap still Catch a contact, chill Gather yo mind back We in from the gutter baby, hard to out shine that New faces every morning, I recover Feeling like we never knew each other She said yo' new sh*t pumping you make us so proud We've been wanting something this good for a while But I'm not fooled by both them dimples on yo' face Cause when we danced, I felt that fifth all on yo waist And you know She like my style; she like my flows It ain't no chuck involved; she knows I came so far from dealing blow Been on my grind, and now it shows Ain't nobody 'round who sound like this We ain't the same; they rode that dick F**k them lames; get down with this Pop Champagne; girl shake yo' hips