Lean Back (Explicit)
Terror Squad, Fat Joe, Remy Ma"Lean Back (Explicit)" is a song by Terror Squad, Fat Joe, Remy Ma, released in 2020 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:58 long and contains 72 lines and 669 words.
Lyrics
0:15Throw your hands in the air right now man
0:18Feel this sh*t right here Scott Storch ni**a
0:22Yeah Khalid I see you ni**a
0:24Show Big Pun love Uh Yeah Uh Yo
0:28I don't give a f**k about your faults or mishappens ni**a
0:33We from the Bronx New York sh*t happens
0:35Kids clappin love to spark the place
0:37Half the niggaz in the squad got a scar on their face
0:40It's a cold world and this is ice
0:42Half a mill for the charm ni**a this is life
0:44Got the Phantom in front of the buildin Trinity Ave
0:47Ten years been legit they still figure me bad
0:49As a young'n was too much to cope with
0:52Why you think C mu'f**kers nicknamed me Cook Coke sh*t
0:55Shoulda been called Armed Robbery
0:57Extortion or maybe Grand Larceny
1:00I did it all I put the pieces to the puzzle
1:02Just as long I knew me and my peoples was 'gon bubble
1:05Came out the gate on some Flow Joe sh*t
1:08Fat ni**a with the shotty was the logo kid
1:10Chorus: Fat Joe
1:11Said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants
1:13And do the rockaway now lean back lean back lean back lean back
1:20I said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants
1:23And do the rockaway now lean back lean back lean back lean back
1:30R to the Ezzy M to the Yzzy
1:33My arms stay breezy the Don stay flizzy
1:36Got a date at 8 I'm in the 7-4-fizzive
1:38And I just bought a bike so I can ride till I die
1:41With a matchin jacket 'bout to cop me a mansion
1:43My niggaz in the club but you know they not dancin
1:46We gangsta and gangstas don't dance with boogies
1:48So never mind how we got in here with burners and hoodies
1:50Listen we don't pay admission and the bouncers don't check us
1:53And we - walk around the metal detectors
1:56And there really ain't a need for a VIP section
1:58In the middle of the dance floor reckless check it
2:01Said he - liked my necklace started relaxin
2:03Now that's what the f**k I call a chain reaction
2:06See "Money Ain't a Thing" ni**a we still the same niggaz
2:09Flows just changed now we bout to change the game ni**a
2:11Said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants
2:13And do the rockaway now lean back lean back lean back lean back
2:20I said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants
2:23And do the rockaway now lean back lean back lean back lean back
2:30Now we living better now Coogi sweater now
2:34And that G4 can fly through any weather now
2:36See niggaz get tight when you worth some millions
2:38This is why I sport the chinchilla to hurt they feelings
2:41You can find Joe Crack at all type of sh*t
2:44Out in Vegas front row to all the fights and sh*t
2:46If 5-0 boy come then they'd proudly squeal
2:49Cause half these rappers they +Blow+ like Derek Foreal
2:51If you cross the line damn right I'm 'gon hurt ya
2:54These faggot niggaz even made gang signs commercial
2:56Even Lil' Bow Wow throwin it up
2:59B2K crip walkin like that's what's up
3:01Kay keep tellin me to speak about the Rucker
3:04Matter of fact I don't wanna speak about the Rucker
3:07Not even Pee Wee Kirkland could imagine this
3:09My niggaz didn't have to play to win the championship come on
3:12Chorus: Fat Joe
3:12Niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants
3:14And do the rockaway now lean back lean back lean back lean back
3:21I said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants
3:24And do the rockaway now lean back lean back lean back lean back
3:31Ha ha yeah
3:36Bronx BX borough Terror Squad uh
3:42Big Pun forever Tone Montana forever
3:47Uh Yeah Streets is ours come on
3:52Nah man it ain't never gon stop
3:58Search Raul JB Fat Ant come on Uh
Throw your hands in the air right now man Feel this sh*t right here Scott Storch ni**a Yeah Khalid I see you ni**a Show Big Pun love Uh Yeah Uh Yo I don't give a f**k about your faults or mishappens ni**a We from the Bronx New York sh*t happens Kids clappin love to spark the place Half the niggaz in the squad got a scar on their face It's a cold world and this is ice Half a mill for the charm ni**a this is life Got the Phantom in front of the buildin Trinity Ave Ten years been legit they still figure me bad As a young'n was too much to cope with Why you think C mu'f**kers nicknamed me Cook Coke sh*t Shoulda been called Armed Robbery Extortion or maybe Grand Larceny I did it all I put the pieces to the puzzle Just as long I knew me and my peoples was 'gon bubble Came out the gate on some Flow Joe sh*t Fat ni**a with the shotty was the logo kid Chorus: Fat Joe Said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants And do the rockaway now lean back lean back lean back lean back I said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants And do the rockaway now lean back lean back lean back lean back R to the Ezzy M to the Yzzy My arms stay breezy the Don stay flizzy Got a date at 8 I'm in the 7-4-fizzive And I just bought a bike so I can ride till I die With a matchin jacket 'bout to cop me a mansion My niggaz in the club but you know they not dancin We gangsta and gangstas don't dance with boogies So never mind how we got in here with burners and hoodies Listen we don't pay admission and the bouncers don't check us And we - walk around the metal detectors And there really ain't a need for a VIP section In the middle of the dance floor reckless check it Said he - liked my necklace started relaxin Now that's what the f**k I call a chain reaction See "Money Ain't a Thing" ni**a we still the same niggaz Flows just changed now we bout to change the game ni**a Said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants And do the rockaway now lean back lean back lean back lean back I said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants And do the rockaway now lean back lean back lean back lean back Now we living better now Coogi sweater now And that G4 can fly through any weather now See niggaz get tight when you worth some millions This is why I sport the chinchilla to hurt they feelings You can find Joe Crack at all type of sh*t Out in Vegas front row to all the fights and sh*t If 5-0 boy come then they'd proudly squeal Cause half these rappers they +Blow+ like Derek Foreal If you cross the line damn right I'm 'gon hurt ya These faggot niggaz even made gang signs commercial Even Lil' Bow Wow throwin it up B2K crip walkin like that's what's up Kay keep tellin me to speak about the Rucker Matter of fact I don't wanna speak about the Rucker Not even Pee Wee Kirkland could imagine this My niggaz didn't have to play to win the championship come on Chorus: Fat Joe Niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants And do the rockaway now lean back lean back lean back lean back I said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants And do the rockaway now lean back lean back lean back lean back Ha ha yeah Bronx BX borough Terror Squad uh Big Pun forever Tone Montana forever Uh Yeah Streets is ours come on Nah man it ain't never gon stop Search Raul JB Fat Ant come on Uh
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