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TROY AVE lyrics : "Your Style"

Ft. Lloyd Banks

(Intro)

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
(Pre-Hook)
She said yo new %#@! pumpin, you make us so proud

We've been wantin something this good for a while
But I'm not fooled dimples on yo face
Cus when we dances I felt that fit full on yo waist

And you know
(Hook)
She like my style, she like my flows

It ain't no truck involved, she knows
I came for far from being low
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
$#&@ them lames, get down with this

Pop champagne, girl shake yo hips
(Verse)
White feeter with the cake

She got the long hair, ain't nothing fake
All blue thong with the stars on it
Layin in my bed and she all on it

The one back before I burn the cat
Two steppin in the club with my dogs all strapped
There for dough, playin with the (*##$es

A flashy young ^!$$% before we took the pictures
I can take yo number, can't be yo man
But you can act like it in yo Instagram

I like flippin grands 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 1000 !@^%s
One good song is worth 1000 tones
So before proceed wit yo boy

(Pre-Hook)
She said yo new %#@! pumpin, you make us so proud
We've been wantin something this good for a while

But I'm not fooled dimples on yo face
Cus when we dances I felt that fit full on yo waist
And you know

(Hook)
She like my style, she like my flows
It ain't no truck involved, she knows

I came for far from being low
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
$#&@ them lames, get down with this
Pop champagne, girl shake yo hips

(Verse)
Shawty got a thing for me, it's only right I slide with her
Spoil with money ice and there was G's there sayin

Poppin like I'm celebratin, spend a week in the pane
Next two cities I'mma sleep on the plane
One time for keeping it real

Still in yo heart where you stay
Liftin 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 ^!$$% breathing

Everything here is mine for keeping
I see you're reaching
You want that vibe back

Bodies on my Hawaii hat, gotta be in my Palm rap still
Catch a contact, chill
Gather yo mind back

We in from the gutter baby, hold out, shine that
New faces every morning, I recover
Feeling like we never knew each other

(Pre-Hook)
She said yo new %#@! pumpin, you make us so proud
We've been wantin something this good for a while
But I'm not fooled dimples on yo face
Cus when we dances I felt that fit full on yo waist

And you know
(Hook)
She like my style, she like my flows
It ain't no truck involved, she knows
I came for far from being low

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
$#&@ them lames, get down with this
Pop champagne, girl shake yo hips


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