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,
Lean wit it, rock wit it!

I bounce in the club so the ho's call me Rocket,
Posted in the cut, and im lookin for a blockhead,
Yup in my white tee! I break a b*tch 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 nigg* really loose,
And I can lean wit it, and I can rock wit it,
And if u gotta friend, she gotta suck a c*ck wit it!

Ay gon n rock wit it, gon n lean wit it,
Rock so d*mn hard, u break your spleen wit it,
Pull up ya jeans wit it, smoke some green wit it,
N da spot aint crunk? b*tch if we ain't in 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,
Chaley, plus the squad n' Franchize Boyz!

Hook

Now I'm gon lean wit it (yeah), brush my shoulders off
'Cause I'm super clean wit it, SK don't play, I got a beam wit it, (beam wit it)
If I fk you gotta let the whole team hit it, yup let the 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
I'm off that X rollin hard wont chu pop wit me?

When s**t pop off, I'm jumpin' out jus like "wassup hoe?"
I'm jigglin dat s**t, all the way down to the flo' ho
I'm up in the club, and I'm creepin like I'm ice
'Cause my s**t down to the flo, like I'm rollin' on a dice
You know we jawin', yup, and we all in da white tee
I lean 'n I rock, wanna do it like me
I run wit BM squad 'cause that's my muth*fkin' click fool
Break that b*tch back, jus like a real smart nigg* do
pimpin the club y'all nigg* tying to act up when the see my chain say nigg* throw your skacks up i'm all out town doing dance they never seen that i fat joe put snap ur finger then ya lean back
Hook

Rock left den snap ya fingers, rock right den snap ya fingers
Ay wats happenin'? Lean wit me, rock wit me
Gotta pill pop wit me, gon take a shot wit me
Call me Teddy, I got grillz don't hate, nigg* shop wit me
BHS, Trap Squad, B.R.C, we known b*tch
Franchize aint got no money? s**t hold on hold on b*tch
Dis trap s**t 'n rap s**t, I done did dat s**t
Lean wit it, rock wit it, gon jig dat s**t ay

The Squad, Baker Road, and Franchize on some other s**t
Left witcha b*tch, wit an ounce, and a stiff d*ck
Didnt have to say much, 'cause she seem obliged
Walked off the club, got on the phone, called her girl for menage
Wat I'm all up to, s**t let's see how it turned out
Gotta crack-headed broad, now we headed to my house
Ay u wit that G s**t right?
'Cause I done leaned, I done rocked all muhfkin' night!

Hook (x2)