Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lean Like Me, artist - U-God.
Date of issue: 31.12.2003
Song language: English
Lean Like Me |
It’s your time, baby, when it comes, it comes |
I come down crashin' like a hundred tons |
Run sound through you, if you want it grunge |
Soak up the lyric like a human sponge |
Slow down baby, don’t jump the gun |
Song sound crazy when he pump the drums |
One’s in my pocket, gators half ostrich |
Style created by the 36 monsters |
Sponsors in the building, franchise the concert |
Snatch mob besmirched, watch the don work |
Go berserk, tear off your shirt, the scenery |
It’s V.I.P., you can’t lean like me Song sound crazy when you pump the drums |
Slow down baby, don’t jump the gun |
Straight from the slums to the V.I.P |
It’s the gangsta scene, you can’t lean like me Guess who’s back just to blow your mind |
Zero to nine, nigga, press rewind |
In the ball room grind, on her fat behind |
Throw it back when you wine cuz the meat is prime |
I’m, too hot to handle, too cold to hold |
Fresh off parole with a monster stroke |
Soul control the dance floor, what more can you ask for? |
Rush the back door, amped off the raw |
The champ in valor, hammers galore |
Off the wall, sweat cognac out the pores |
Down by law, you won’t make it to round four |
Shake it, don’t break it, what more can you ask for? |
Blood style did the scenery |
Blowin' on that greenery |
Pushin' heavy machinery |
It’s the gangsta scene, you can’t lean like me It’s the master of ceremonies, king of rump shakers |
Back, it’s the bold in the golden bracelets |
Need to roll a facelift, you die if the paint chip |
Hit the hydraulic, then I raise up the spaceship |
Drop, off gracious, cuz you’re obsolete |
The twenty inch chrome blade chop up the street |
On the shopping spree, for the chocolate tree |
I stay tailgated by the unmarked beast |
With the sticker on the bumper say «fuck the police» |
When I pass, bury me gangsta with my gold teeth |
The O.G., U.G.O.D., with the trophy |
Switch my name to Jody, cuz Goldie’s the old me |