Peepin' My Style

TIMBALAND

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