Album Cover Peepin' My Style

Peepin' My Style

TIMBALAND

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Uh

Uhh

I don't think they ready for this

Another Timbaland master piece

Uh

I dont think they ready

Verse 1: Timbaland

Uh Timbaland the funky beat maka

I can rock the U.S. and all of Jamaica

I can make you dance and shake your butt and wiggle

When it's hot outside I eat popsicles

Check it do you want to get freaky tonight?

I'm throwin a house party and the stars at night

All the ladies gonna be there in they tight skirts

I'm gonna mingle a little and start to flirt

Baby, don't get an attitude

Or I have to throw your silly ass in the pool

I ain't got no time for the silly game

Timb and Maganoo, I got all the game

Chorus:

Now that you are peepin my style

My kind of style

That make you buck wild

Throw your hands up in the sky

Pass me something so we all get high

Now that you are peepin my style

My kind of style

That make you buck wild

Throw your hands up in the sky

Pass me something so we all get high

Verse 2: Timbaland

Check it, let's take it to another level

One of my fantasies, it is love in pebble

I want to take her on a cruise around the block

And make her say "Don't stop the body rock"

I want to take her on a cruise around the block

And make her say "Don't stop the body rock"

I want to take her on a cruise around the block

And make her say "Don't stop the body rock"

Check it, now I'm back to my basic rhythme

Check out ill ass flow I'm about to give him

I'm a make him dance and make em shake they ass

But not to slow and not to fast