Lean Wit It, Rock Wit' It (Radio Edit)

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 h- call me Rocky
Posted in the cut, and I'm looking for a blockhead
Yup in my white tee, I break a b-back
And I keep a big bank, oh, I think they like that
Before I leave the house, I'm slizzard on the goose
And I'm - than a plane so a n- really loose
And I can lean wit' it (lean wit' it)
And I can rock wit' it (rock wit' it)
And if you gotta friend, she gotta suck a - wit' it

Ayy, go'n and rock wit' it (go'n rock wit' it)
Go'n and lean wit' it (go'n lean wit' it)
Rock so damn hard, you break your spleen wit' it (you break your spleen wit' it)
Pull up ya jeans wit' it (pull up ya jeans wit' it)
Smoke some - wit' it (smoke some - wit' it)
And the spot ain't crunk b- if we ain't in it
If you don't wanna do it, then I'll make you dance
Perfect example watch me make your face beat up my hands
When you see me hit the spot, better watch that boy
Charlay, from the road wit' Dem Franchize Boyz

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'm too clean to wanna pop lock from left to right a n- lean
Vibing to the beat, check my feet, y'ain't got these
I rock then bend my knees every time the beat drop
Lean wit' it, rock wit' me
Freeze before your fingers pop
Purple lean, purple - in my sock
What the f- you mean? You ain't seen buddy on the block
They call me Doctor Doc, I prescribe what a n- need
Make 'em lean and rock, old school people pat ya feet

It's Young Pimpin in the club, so the h- start to act up
Cuh they see my chain and a n- throwing them stacks up
I keep a full - and my - in my pants
I'm in the middle of the floor, they screaming, "N- do your dance"

You can roll yo' arms (roll yo' arms)
And just put 'em in rotation (rotation)
Go side to side and snap yo' fingers like The Temptations
Dog, I'm all out of state, doing a dance, they never seen that
I ain't Fat Joe but snap your fingers then you lean back

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

Rock left then snap your fingers, rock right then snap your fingers
Ayy, what's happenin'? Lean wit' me, rock wit' me
Gotta - pop wit' me, go on take a shot wit' me
Call me Teddy, I got - don't hate, n- shop wit' me
D.F.B, So So Def, hell yeah, we on b-
Franchize ain't got no money? Sh- hold on, hold on, ayy
Rock left, rock right, you can get that sh-
Lean back like Fat Joe and snap your wrist back

Gangsters don't dance (naw) they lean wit' it, rock wit it
Glock wit' me pop quickly, gangsters gon' rock wit' it
1, 2 pop and bring it cross the chest wit' it
Get nasty, flashy, go on flex wit' it
Do it how you wanna
Slow it up, do the Matrix
Play wit' it, straight hit it
Get all in their face wit' it
This dance for the -, the -, the cut throats
You already know, the chillen, the grown folk

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



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Writer(s): Charles Hammond, Robert Hill, Bernard Leverette, Deangelo Hunt, Jamall Willingham, Maurice Gleaton, Gerald Tiller
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