Style

[Intro] (Style) Style, uh! (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Style, dig it (Style) Style, come on Uh, style [Verse 1] Style is not something that comes in a bottle Style is more like Jackie O. when she was doing Aristotle Style is not a logo that sticks to the roof of one's ass Style is like a second cousin to class [Chorus] You got it! - Style (Come on) You got it! - Style (say what?) You got it! - Style (Come on) You got it! - Style (Check it) [Verse 2] Style ain't sitting court side with the owner of the team Style is owning the court and charging them all a fee Style is not lusting after someone because they're cool Style is loving yourself until everyone else does too [Chorus] [Verse 3] Style don't get drunk on a Saturday night Try to dress up every Sunday morning bright Style don't get married then break the vow in a year Style is keeping a promise Raise your hand you all if you hear me (Style)[x2] Style is not biting style when You can't find the funk Style is the face you make on a Michael Jordan dunk Style ain't the jeep you bought when you know your broke ass got bills Style is letting your lover drive while you talk on the phone and chill [Chorus] [Verse 4] Bridge Style is a gold-tooth smile with an attitude Style is a peaceful wild posting the rude Style is growing your own food Style is a non-violent march Style is an accurate account of what's inside every heart (Style) Style is not a lie Style is a man that cries Style is the glow in a pregnant woman's eyes (Style) [x4] [Chorus] [Bridge] Style is a peaceful wild y'all (Style) You got it! - Style (Style) You got it! Style is not thinking about style So let me stop (Style) (Style) [repeats in the background] It's nice man What you call that? Style, I like that It's about me? (Keep, keep, keeping on, people gotta keep, keep, keeping on) Right on (You got it!) I ain't got no job, but I got style Style, yeah (Style) You got it! Oh yeah [Verse 5] Hang on, hang on Style is buying your moms a house Style is a clean mouth Style is puppy breath Style is no fear of death Style is Ali's jab Style is hailing a cab (Style) Then you know, giving them the finger when they pass your ass! [Outro] (Style) (You got it!) Bonnie, Bonnie (Style) (You got it!) Oh yeah (Style) Shirley, shake your ass, Shirley (Sytle) Shirley, Shirley, I love you, Shirley (Style) (You got it!)[repeat in the background] Style is Mayte in the shower Style is a soul new power Style is when all black men are free Style is you and me (You got it!)[x3]