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!

~Verse 1~
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!

~Verse 2~
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!

{Hook}

~Verse 3~
im too clean to rock the pop lock from left to right vibe to the beat check my feet u ant go these i rock then bend my knees every time the beat drop lean wit it rock wit it freeze before yo fingers pop purple lean purple green on my sock what da fuck you mean you ant see buddie on da block they call me doctor doc i besribe what a nigga needs make them lean and rock old school people petro me
~Verse 4~
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!

{Hook}

~Verse 5~
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,

~Verse 5~
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!}x16