| Lean wit it, rock wit it! | 
| lean wit it, rock wit it, | 
| lean wit it, rock wit it, | 
| lean wit it, rock wit it, | 
| lean wit it, rock wit it, | 
| lean wit it, rock wit it, | 
| lean wit it, rock wit it, | 
| lean wit it, rock wit it! | 
| I bounce in the club so the ho’s call me Rocky, | 
| posted in the cut, and im lookin for a blockhead, | 
| yup in my white tee! | 
| i break a bitch back, | 
| and i keep a big bank, oh i think dey like dat! | 
| before i leave the house, im slizzard on a goose, | 
| and im higher then a plane, so a nigga really loose, | 
| and i can lean wit it, and i can rock wit it, | 
| and if u gotta friend, she gotta suck a cock wit it! | 
| ay gon n rock wit it, gon n lean wit it, | 
| rock so damn hard, u break your spleen wit it, | 
| pull up ya jeans wit it, smoke some green wit it, | 
| n da spot aint crunk? | 
| bitch its green isnt it? | 
| if u dont wanna do it, then ill make ya dance, | 
| perfect example watch me make your face beat up my hands, | 
| when you see me hit the spot, betta watch dat boy, | 
| Chalay, plus the squad n dem franchize boyz! | 
| now im gon lean wit it (yea!), brush my shoulders off, | 
| cuz im supa clean wit it, SK dont play, i got a beam wit it, (beam wit it) | 
| if i fuck you gotta let the whole team hit it, yup let the whole team hit it, | 
| now rock wit it, shake your dreads wit it, bend your back, | 
| snap your fingers, bob your head wit it, i said lean wit it, | 
| take a sip of that Henn, and rock wit it, | 
| im off that X rollin hard wont chu pop wit me? | 
| When shit pop off, im jumpin out jus like «wassup hoe?» | 
| im jigglin dat shit, all the way down to the flo’ho, | 
| im up in the club, and im creepin like im ice, | 
| cuz my shit down to the flo, like im rollin on a dice, | 
| you know we jawin, yup, and we all in da white tee, | 
| i lean n i rock, niggas wanna do it like me, | 
| i run wit BM squad cuz thats my muthafuckin click fool, | 
| break that bitch back, jus like a real squad nigga do! | 
| Rock left den snap ya fingers, rock right den snap ya fingers, | 
| ayyy wats hannenin? | 
| lean wit me, rock wit me, | 
| gotta pill pop wit me, gon take a shot wit me, | 
| call me Teddy, i got grounds dont hate, nigga shop wit me, | 
| BHS, Trap Squad, B.R.C, we known bitch, | 
| Franchize aint got no money? | 
| shiiit hold on hold on bitch !, | 
| dis trap shit n rap shit, i done did dat shit, | 
| lean wit it, rock wit it, gon jig dat shit ayyy, | 
| The Squad, Baker Road, and Franchize on some otha shit, | 
| left witcha bitch, wit an ounce, and a stiff dick, | 
| didnt have to say much, cuz she seem obliged, | 
| walked off the club, got on the phone, called her gurl for menage, | 
| wat im all up to, shit lets see how it turned out, | 
| gotta crack-headed broad, now we headed to my house, | 
| ay u wit that G shit right? | 
| cuz i done leaned, i done rocked all muhfuckin night! | 
| Lean wit it, rock wit it! |