Prince - Style lyrics

[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 a** Style is like a second cousin to cla** [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 a** 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 d**h Style is Ali's jab Style is hailing a cab (Style) Then you know, giving them the finger when they pa** your a**! [Outro] (Style) (You got it!) Bonnie, Bonnie (Style) (You got it!) Oh yeah (Style) Shirley, shake your a**, 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]