you style (feat. lloyd banks, young lito) - troy ave lyrics
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 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 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 dealin’ blow
been on my grind and now it shows
ain’t n-body sound like this
we ain’t the same, they rode that d-ck
f-ck them lames, get down with this
pop champagne, girl shake yo hips
she got the long hair, ain’t nothing fake
flute gl-ss full of birthday cake
all blue thong with the stars on it
layin’ in my bed and she all on it
rewind back, before i grind the cat
two steppin’ in the club with my dogs all strapped
there for dough, playin’ with the b-tches
a flashy young n-gg- 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 flippin’ 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 wh-r-s
one good song is worth a thousand tours
so before i leave, proceed wit yo boy
she said yo new sh-t 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 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 dealin’ blow
been on my grind and now it shows
ain’t n-body sound like this
we ain’t the same, they rode that d-ck
f-ck them lames, get down with this
pop champagne, girl shake yo hips
it’s that ny sound, oh this that new ny sound
puttin’ it down for the town
i used to put them birds in and out of town
but look at me now
one brick at a time on the road to get mine
spit about it in rhymes now the hustle combined
pop i’m k!llin’ these b-tches i done stayed on my grind
motivated by money and puttin’ on time
to get busy, these other n-gg-s been iffy
they callin’ me young jay, they call me the new 50
call me what you want except broke, let’s toast
who the f-ck i’m supposed to sound like, i’m from new york
troy ave got the streets in a frenzy though
i bought the spotlight back, you should thank me no
and if you don’t, then we know you a hater bro
“a playa hater” biggie quote
i’m on the radio baby everyday, that’s my word
i restored the feeling, i kept up my word
the new sheriff in town, the chuck is over
bsb roll with us so you get rolled over
she said yo new sh-t 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 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 dealin’ blow
been on my grind and now it shows
ain’t n-body sound like this
we ain’t the same, they rode that d-ck
f-ck them lames, get down with this
pop champagne, girl shake yo hips
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