Letras:YV. Other. Own Step.

(feat. T-Pain, Fabo & Polow Da Don)

I got my own steps I got my own style
I got my own steps I got my own style
I got my own steps I got my own style
I got my own steps I got my own style
I can get this party started watch out look he do
I can get this party started watch out look he do
I can get this party started watch out look he do
I can get this party started watch out

Now all my ladies to the floor all the ladies to the floor
Stop now let me see you drop it low
Now let me see ya let me see ya
Throw your click up in the club there's a lot of pretty girls
But who the thickest in the club
Put em out
Who can do it with no hands in his room
Put em out
Now lil mama go with him in his room
Come on now put it on me
This time it's for the money run it
Tell the DJ go break it down for me
Now I be going hard for the money
So you ain't never gotta work for no money
Now take it to the ground
Take it to the ground
Now let me see you bounce
Let me see you bounce
NOW GANGSTAHH WALK WIT IT
NOW GANGSTAHH WALK WIT IT
NOW GANGSTAHH WALK WIT IT
NOW GANGSTAHH WALK WIT IT
Now swing real on em SWANG
Now swing real on em SWANG
If you feeling like I'm feeling get a mill on em

I got my own steps I got my own style
I got my own steps I got my own style
I got my own steps I got my own style
I got my own steps I got my own style
I can get this party started watch out look he do (WOAHH)
I can get this party started watch out look he do (WOAHH)
I can get this party started watch out look he do (NAPPY BOY)
I can get this party started watch out look he do (NAPPY BOY)

I got my own step I got my own style
With even Defent Keith stealin them from me then I'm a have to go wild
Yea better back up oh
When the DJ turn the track up oh
It's all dese tenants in the club must really wanna see you mutha fucker act up oh
Clap Clap Clap Clap oh when you on the dance floor I'm a take your hoe to the motel
And they 5 perform well
That's gon give them more to tell you
Just what we doin
You really don't need to know whose she's screwin
Homie if she gets this shit again
You will never bit again
Slippin in and out
I GOT MY OWN STEP MY OWN SHIT
Put that tongue on that
She clever in the bed like oh shit
Oh it's just another one of them classic TPAIN antiques
Got to her makin up brand new dances she get low to the ground like antes'
Every time I put on asterisk
All she think about is marriage
Homie you can't pull no shit
You're like a horse without a carriage
I don't even know how many carrots in my chain
You're going to have to explain that nobody can record their swagga like us
So you got yours from TPAIN

I got my own steps I got my own style
I got my own steps I got my own style
I got my own steps I got my own style
I got my own steps I got my own style
I can get this party started watch out look he do
I can get this party started watch out look he do
I said 1... 2... 1... 2... 3

I got my own step I got my own style
I told my old girl that I gotta new one now
I'm mackin on em you people stack it on em
A new walk on you haters Michael Jackson on em YEA
Uh an an I go so hard
I drop the heropain now I be so loved
Why whisper an reponed
We pull up an for an hour
So get low jus to huddle
You could be like Tony Rumold

I got my own steps I got my own style
I got my own steps I got my own style
I got my own steps I got my own style
I got my own steps I got my own style
I can get this party started watch out look he do
I can get this party started watch out look he do
I can get this party started watch out look he do
I can get this party started watch out look he do