Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lean Back, artist - Party Hit Kings. Album song 2000's Pop Smash Hits, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 29.06.2009
Record label: Jamz Unlimited
Song language: English
Lean Back |
Owwwwww!!! |
yeah! |
my niggaz!!! |
uh huh!!! |
Throw your hands in the air right now man!!! |
Feel this shit right here! |
Scott Storch nigga! |
Yeah Khalid I see you nigga!!! |
Show Big Pun love! |
Uh! |
Yeah! |
Uh! |
Yo! |
I don’t give a fuck about your faults or mishappens nigga |
We from the Bronx, New York, shit happens |
Kids clappin, love to spark the place |
Half the niggaz in the squad got a scar on their face |
It’s a cold world and this is ice |
Half a mill for the charm, nigga this is life |
Got the Phantom in front of the buildin, Trinity Ave |
Ten years been legit, they still figure me bad |
As a young’n — was too much to cope with |
Why you think — mu’fuckers nicknamed me Cook Coke shit |
Shoulda been called Armed Robbery |
Extortion, or maybe Grand Larceny |
I did it all, I put the pieces to the puzzle |
Just as long, I knew me and my peoples was 'gon bubble |
Came out the gate on some Flow Joe shit |
Fat nigga with the shotty was the logo kid! |
Said my niggaz don’t dance we just pull up our pants |
And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back |
I said my niggaz don’t dance we just pull up our pants |
And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back |
(Come on!) |
R to the Ezzy, M to the Yzzy |
My arms stay breezy, the Don stay flizzy |
Got a date at 8, I’m in the 7−4-fizzive |
And I just bought a bike so I can ride till I die |
With a matchin jacket, 'bout to cop me a mansion |
My niggaz in the club, but you know they not dancin |
We gangsta, and gangstas don’t dance with boogies |
So never mind how we got in here with burners and hoodies |
Listen we don’t pay admission and the bouncers don’t check us And we — walk around the metal detectors |
And there really ain’t a need for a VIP section |
In the middle of the dance floor reckless, check it Said he — liked my necklace, started relaxin |
Now that’s what the fuck I call a chain reaction |
See Money Ain’t a Thing nigga, we still the same niggaz |
Flows just changed now we bout to change the game nigga |
Said my niggaz don’t dance we just pull up our pants |
And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back |
I said my niggaz don’t dance we just pull up our pants |
And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back |
(Come on!) |
Now we living better now, Coogi sweater now |
And that G4 can fly through any weather now |
See, niggaz get tight when you worth some millions |
This is why I sport the chinchilla to hurt they feelings |
You can find Joe Crack at all type of shit |
Out in Vegas front row to all the fights and shit |
If 5−0 boy come, then they’d proudly squeal |
Cause half these rappers they +Blow+ like Derek Foreal |
If you cross the line, damn right I’m 'gon hurt ya These faggot niggaz even made gang signs commercial |
Even Lil’Bow Wow throwin it up B2K crip walkin like that’s what’s up! |
Kay keep tellin me to speak about the Rucker |
Matter of fact, I don’t wanna speak about the Rucker |
Not even Pee Wee Kirkland could imagine this |
My niggaz didn’t have to play to win the championship, come on! |
Niggaz don’t dance we just pull up our pants |
And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back |
I said my niggaz don’t dance we just pull up our pants |
And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back |
(Come on!) |
Ha! |
ha! |
yeah! |
(Can you hear me?!) |
Bronx, BX borough, Terror Squad, uh (Ha!) |
Big Pun forever, Tone Montana forever (Can you hear me?!) |
Uh! |
Yeah! |
Streets is ours, come on!!! |
Nah man, it ain’t never gon stop |
Search!!! |
Raul!!! |
JB, Fat Ant come on!!! |
Uh! |