Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Leanin , by - Slim Thug. Release date: 23.03.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Leanin |
| Leanin', Leanin', sittin' sideways |
| Leanin', Leanin', Leanin', sittin' sideways |
| Leanin', sittin' sideways, Leanin', Leanin', sittin' sideways. |
| I’m a young ghetto boy that’s why I act this way, rollin' in the candy car |
| leanin' sittin' sideways. |
| Big boss of that damn nawf, grab the mic straight run his mouth |
| Candy blue what you see me floss, when I pull the lac up out the house |
| Lookin' good while I hold the wood, on the slab shit’s understood |
| Hit the stash? |
| chunk up the hood, boys gotta see me stunt for good. |
| New car new ice, it ain’t shit I can pay that price, |
| Niggas ain’t livin' like the boss live, that’s what that is and I say that |
| twice. |
| I tip the 4's and flip the roads, before that album got shipped to stores |
| Boys better keep they lips closed, before they punk ass get exposed. |
| I done showed the world how the boss hold, Slab or foreign I floss those |
| Drank and dro got me floss mode, doin' 100 on the toll road. |
| Pimp and Bun runnin' right behind, pieced up with the grill shine |
| 10 years still puttin' it down, representin' for that H-Town. |
| Michael watts got the beats slow, Slim Thug keep the streets throwed |
| Brains straight bout to be blowed, cause Rico got them sweets rolled. |
| Now ask them cause the streets know, the big boss man got it locked |
| H-Town man I’m a shout that out, till I’m up in Heaven wit Pimp and Pac. |
| Sweet Jones bitch! |
| Uh Uh Uh |
| Tony Snow the mack not the myth, the Pimp |
| I got the gift to break a bitch, 20, 000 behind my lips. |
| A hundred thousand on my neck, everytime that I step out |
| Bought the red thang from Chamillion, candy paint swangin in the drop. |
| I keep the hoes pussy drip drop wet, lamborghini fuck the vet. |
| Top gone lets get it on, I’m the real bitch he’s a clone |
| Smellin' like Bar 9 cologne, gotta billion dollars out my microphone. |
| Slab crusha, dome busta, |
| Promethazine mixed with the tussa. |
| We call it banana split, choose a pimp hoe I’m legit |
| Wrecked the gray bitch, bought the red |
| I got a phantom too that’s what the fuck I said. |
| And I ain’t dropped an album yet |
| Spend my dirty money don’t touch the check. |
| If the rap game die I buy some work |
| And keep a young yella bitch that will pull up my skirt. |
| And when the bitch get enough her pussy squirt tricks love to see. |
| I love the money she love the fame |
| I gotta leveled head she gotta (piece of the brain/grain?) |
| I gotta 3-way lover on my cingular |
| She gotta 4 inch? |
| with jack Mick hair? |
| Between her legs I’m tellin' you |
| And she pay her daddy and that’s what it do. |
| It’s Bun B the man and not the myth, ridin on them 4's trunk got the 5th |
| I push one button on my remote, start up my slab and my trunk will lift. |
| I got the gift I got straight from God, keep it real never fraud |
| From P A T the land of the Trill, so when come out I’m a come out hard |
| You know the name and the resume, my G-code files is documented |
| Certified Rap-a-Lot for life, down with the mob represented |
| Don’t play them games because I got the change, to put it in your mind and on |
| your brain |
| You’ll leak comin' out the candy, die where you standin' simple and plain |
| I’m a gangsta baby not a baby gangsta, I’m overgrown it’s understood |
| Slim Thug the boss, C the Pimp, and I’m Bun the OG to run the hood. |
| We got the good, and the flower, hard or soft get it rock or powder |
| But know your shit when you hit your lick, it don’t come with a textbook. |
| And the power and the bread, so fuck a law dog, and fuck a fed |
| I’m from the south and we got the crown, and you can’t get it back until I’m |
| dead. |
| Heard what I said, and press rewind, play it back so you can get the meanin' |
| Comin' down in that candy slab, grippin on the grain and you know I’m leanin'. |
| Leanin' Leanin' sittin' sideways |
| Leanin' Leanin' Leanin' sittin' sideways |
| Leanin' sittin' sideways, Leanin' Leanin' sittin' sideways. |