Your Style (Remix)

[Hook: Troy Ave] She said your new shit pumpin', you make us so proud We’ve been wantin' something this good for a while But I’m not fooled by both them dimples on your face Cause when we danced, I felt that fifth all on yo waist And you know [Verse 1: Troy Ave] Now all you hear is New York this, New York that Let's keep it real motherfuckers, I brought New York back G-Unit in the stu, Dipset too, facts stu' I even got Ma$e and nine-five Puff on the track [?] nine-five max [?]Sneak diss, tweet this no replies you wack Tables done turned like a DJ gig Playa' hater, I ain't doin' it big? Troy, Ave got the streets in a frenzy though I brought the spotlight back, you should thank me no? I'm coming up on my first, still on the flow All my stones flawless? you see me glow And hears what if you mad at this You might get yourself shot, and make me fuck your bitch Either way I'm bustin' the end of discussion This the keymix and I'm that nigga, stop fronting (Hook) She said your new shit pumpin', you make us so proud We’ve been wantin' something this good for a while But I’m not fooled by both them dimples on your face Cause when we danced, I felt that fifth all on yo waist And you know [Verse: Diddy] You ever made love on a G7? Told the pilot don't stop till we see heaven Harlem king with black features You ever rode on white horses on black beaches They clear ports we clear portals Time travel, don't confuse us with mere mortals You due slippin' we too cool for loose lippin' Move different, pools on the roof [?] sippin' Made your life different, blink you might miss it Even though I hit it first time we kicked it Who set up plays for you, who coached you in the huddle Who's penthouse views make the ocean look like a puddle And I love her cause shorty different You be [?] I'm just trying to call you my lady I have you feeling like Harlem in the eighties (Hook) She said your new shit pumpin', you make us so proud We’ve been wantin' something this good for a while But I’m not fooled by both them dimples on your face Cause when we danced, I felt that fifth all on yo waist And you know [Verse 3: Ma$e] Heat rooms like a thermometer Two-forty on my odometer I don't trick I pimp I give no gift but stick even on Hanukkah She ask if I'm faithful, I say, "I promise ya" If I cheat I'm triple timing ya Cause Ma$e don't do no welfare Pay for no health care, that's what you got Obama for I got my CPs from CP, got my Yeezys from Yeezy The chick with my umbrella she look like Ri-Ri You don't believe me, you ask PD Getting money for me too easy I feel like Holyfield I got them Brooklyn broads biting Already got my cake I'm just here for icing My nigga Cudda tried to school me to the game We was balling so much they try to boo us at the game (Hook) She said your new shit pumpin', you make us so proud We’ve been wantin' something this good for a while But I’m not fooled by both them dimples on your face Cause when we danced, I felt that fifth all on yo waist And you know [Verse 4: T.I.] Okay, you ain't seen me in a while huh And that TK went down smelling like some loud huh Was fucking with your friend I know I did her foul huh But even still, she'd fuck me now if I allowed her I get the money and the power too much to resist Can't even menage with the broad and she take a pic, thirsty bitch Imma fuck you with a dirty dick Up the asshole and [?] [T.I ] She said your case too complicated before trial I had her eight more other ladies, you know how [Verse 4 (cont.): T.I.] Missionary, doggystyle No matter how you slice it our destiny's in the writing Written on the walls you fuck with them other guys and You can stand to lose it all I'm talking 90' something Tyson Get used to [giving that paper up make em] revoke your license (Pre-Hook) She said your new shit pumpin', you make us so proud We’ve been wantin' something this good for a while But I’m not fooled by both them dimples on your face Cause when we danced, I felt that fifth all on yo waist And you know (Hook) She like my style, she like my flows It ain’t no chuck involved, she knows I came so far from dealin 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 Fuck them lames, get down with this Pop champagne, girl shake yo hips, hip, hiiips