歌曲 | Lean Wit It |
歌手 | Meek Mill |
专辑 | 2012 The Mixtape |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[Verse 1]Uh, | |
In the kitchen goin ham again | |
Fuckin’ with dem birds like | |
Cam and dem | |
I’ll tell you what’s the word when the tan is in | |
We dem niggas on the curb with dem hammers and | |
Whole brick throw it on a triple beam | |
It get hectic we gon’ stretch it like a limousine | |
Ain’t no question if | |
I touch it then it’s | |
Mr.CleanI be reppin in yo’ section me my nigga | |
KeemGhost boys, in a ghost nigga | |
I burn bread | |
I ain’t talkin toast nigga | |
Whole team of killers, | |
I’m the coach nigga | |
Presidential on my wrist, now take ya votes nigga | |
Rookie of the year, cookies in the rear | |
I got some bad bitches that’ll get it there | |
If you don’t wanna get it we gon send ‘em there | |
If it’s heavy then | |
Omelly comin in a | |
LearBricksquad, like | |
Waka and dem | |
If its gucci like | |
D.Howard get a block for dem | |
I don’t touch | |
I just leave it up to | |
Tock and dem | |
Meek Mill started wasn’t chopper we was poppin den[Hook] | |
Lean wit it, rock wit it | |
Throw some bake up in the pot wit it | |
Microwave or we gon we gon pop whip it | |
When it get right we drop that ice and make it lock wit it | |
I tell em lean wit it, rock wit it | |
Throw some bake up in the pot wit it | |
Microwave or we gon we gon pop whip it | |
When it get right we drop that ice and make it lock wit it, | |
Ughh![Verse 2] | |
I made a million off a mixtape | |
Nigga get ya shit straight | |
I’m sellin that raw shit, you sellin that whip weight | |
Cookin’ up a whole bird until | |
I make my wrist ache | |
When I pulled up to the club you should’ve seen ya bitch face, | |
Ughh!Fitfy cash in my pocket | |
Nigga, I got the stash in my pocket | |
I’m blowin money fast in my pocket | |
Said its lookin like | |
I got Nicki ass in my pocket | |
Talkin Ass | |
Ass Ass Ass, all | |
I get is cash cash | |
Club lit my last tag, could’ve bought a fast | |
JagThe way these bitches wavin’ at me, you would think a cab passed | |
Wondered why u hatin on me, nigga wit ‘cho mad ass | |
Rollie on me cost a whole brick | |
Killers with me ain’t go no pics | |
These groupie bitches ain’t got no sense | |
So we make a movie on dem bitches no script[Hook][Verse 3] | |
Thirty-six treat it like a dirty bitch | |
Cuz I hit it and then send it to the other strip | |
Call me anything don’t call me by my government | |
Cuz when I’m out ‘chea in the jungle we be sellin bricks | |
Half these niggas in my hood be on some tellin shit | |
We be on some if you snitchin crack ya melon shit | |
If I ain’t rockin with the | |
Smith its | |
Parabellum shit | |
Papi bring ‘em on the boat they know we sellin shit | |
Lean wit it, rock wit it | |
Posted Mac. 11 in the lot wit it | |
Seven fifty gettin’ busy wit a box in it | |
So when they pull us over they don’t find dem | |
Glocks in it[Hook] |
Verse 1 Uh, | |
In the kitchen goin ham again | |
Fuckin' with dem birds like | |
Cam and dem | |
I' ll tell you what' s the word when the tan is in | |
We dem niggas on the curb with dem hammers and | |
Whole brick throw it on a triple beam | |
It get hectic we gon' stretch it like a limousine | |
Ain' t no question if | |
I touch it then it' s | |
Mr. CleanI be reppin in yo' section me my nigga | |
KeemGhost boys, in a ghost nigga | |
I burn bread | |
I ain' t talkin toast nigga | |
Whole team of killers, | |
I' m the coach nigga | |
Presidential on my wrist, now take ya votes nigga | |
Rookie of the year, cookies in the rear | |
I got some bad bitches that' ll get it there | |
If you don' t wanna get it we gon send ' em there | |
If it' s heavy then | |
Omelly comin in a | |
LearBricksquad, like | |
Waka and dem | |
If its gucci like | |
D. Howard get a block for dem | |
I don' t touch | |
I just leave it up to | |
Tock and dem | |
Meek Mill started wasn' t chopper we was poppin den Hook | |
Lean wit it, rock wit it | |
Throw some bake up in the pot wit it | |
Microwave or we gon we gon pop whip it | |
When it get right we drop that ice and make it lock wit it | |
I tell em lean wit it, rock wit it | |
Throw some bake up in the pot wit it | |
Microwave or we gon we gon pop whip it | |
When it get right we drop that ice and make it lock wit it, | |
Ughh! Verse 2 | |
I made a million off a mixtape | |
Nigga get ya shit straight | |
I' m sellin that raw shit, you sellin that whip weight | |
Cookin' up a whole bird until | |
I make my wrist ache | |
When I pulled up to the club you should' ve seen ya bitch face, | |
Ughh! Fitfy cash in my pocket | |
Nigga, I got the stash in my pocket | |
I' m blowin money fast in my pocket | |
Said its lookin like | |
I got Nicki ass in my pocket | |
Talkin Ass | |
Ass Ass Ass, all | |
I get is cash cash | |
Club lit my last tag, could' ve bought a fast | |
JagThe way these bitches wavin' at me, you would think a cab passed | |
Wondered why u hatin on me, nigga wit ' cho mad ass | |
Rollie on me cost a whole brick | |
Killers with me ain' t go no pics | |
These groupie bitches ain' t got no sense | |
So we make a movie on dem bitches no script Hook Verse 3 | |
Thirtysix treat it like a dirty bitch | |
Cuz I hit it and then send it to the other strip | |
Call me anything don' t call me by my government | |
Cuz when I' m out ' chea in the jungle we be sellin bricks | |
Half these niggas in my hood be on some tellin shit | |
We be on some if you snitchin crack ya melon shit | |
If I ain' t rockin with the | |
Smith its | |
Parabellum shit | |
Papi bring ' em on the boat they know we sellin shit | |
Lean wit it, rock wit it | |
Posted Mac. 11 in the lot wit it | |
Seven fifty gettin' busy wit a box in it | |
So when they pull us over they don' t find dem | |
Glocks in it Hook |
Verse 1 Uh, | |
In the kitchen goin ham again | |
Fuckin' with dem birds like | |
Cam and dem | |
I' ll tell you what' s the word when the tan is in | |
We dem niggas on the curb with dem hammers and | |
Whole brick throw it on a triple beam | |
It get hectic we gon' stretch it like a limousine | |
Ain' t no question if | |
I touch it then it' s | |
Mr. CleanI be reppin in yo' section me my nigga | |
KeemGhost boys, in a ghost nigga | |
I burn bread | |
I ain' t talkin toast nigga | |
Whole team of killers, | |
I' m the coach nigga | |
Presidential on my wrist, now take ya votes nigga | |
Rookie of the year, cookies in the rear | |
I got some bad bitches that' ll get it there | |
If you don' t wanna get it we gon send ' em there | |
If it' s heavy then | |
Omelly comin in a | |
LearBricksquad, like | |
Waka and dem | |
If its gucci like | |
D. Howard get a block for dem | |
I don' t touch | |
I just leave it up to | |
Tock and dem | |
Meek Mill started wasn' t chopper we was poppin den Hook | |
Lean wit it, rock wit it | |
Throw some bake up in the pot wit it | |
Microwave or we gon we gon pop whip it | |
When it get right we drop that ice and make it lock wit it | |
I tell em lean wit it, rock wit it | |
Throw some bake up in the pot wit it | |
Microwave or we gon we gon pop whip it | |
When it get right we drop that ice and make it lock wit it, | |
Ughh! Verse 2 | |
I made a million off a mixtape | |
Nigga get ya shit straight | |
I' m sellin that raw shit, you sellin that whip weight | |
Cookin' up a whole bird until | |
I make my wrist ache | |
When I pulled up to the club you should' ve seen ya bitch face, | |
Ughh! Fitfy cash in my pocket | |
Nigga, I got the stash in my pocket | |
I' m blowin money fast in my pocket | |
Said its lookin like | |
I got Nicki ass in my pocket | |
Talkin Ass | |
Ass Ass Ass, all | |
I get is cash cash | |
Club lit my last tag, could' ve bought a fast | |
JagThe way these bitches wavin' at me, you would think a cab passed | |
Wondered why u hatin on me, nigga wit ' cho mad ass | |
Rollie on me cost a whole brick | |
Killers with me ain' t go no pics | |
These groupie bitches ain' t got no sense | |
So we make a movie on dem bitches no script Hook Verse 3 | |
Thirtysix treat it like a dirty bitch | |
Cuz I hit it and then send it to the other strip | |
Call me anything don' t call me by my government | |
Cuz when I' m out ' chea in the jungle we be sellin bricks | |
Half these niggas in my hood be on some tellin shit | |
We be on some if you snitchin crack ya melon shit | |
If I ain' t rockin with the | |
Smith its | |
Parabellum shit | |
Papi bring ' em on the boat they know we sellin shit | |
Lean wit it, rock wit it | |
Posted Mac. 11 in the lot wit it | |
Seven fifty gettin' busy wit a box in it | |
So when they pull us over they don' t find dem | |
Glocks in it Hook |