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Album: Miscellaneous (2005)
Artists: Youngbloodz

Song: Lean Low
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Youngbloodz
Miscellaneous
Lean Low
{Verse 1 - Sean Paul}

Now everybody pull ya whips out, get 'em shined up Hit the mirror make sure ya boy leaned up Brush up out the cleanup, ya team freezed up I know you knew the name, gull, when you seen us Walkin up in the V.I-P.I.M.P when i walked by Man, I dont holla at no lame hos I go to the bar, get somethin to sip on, for my folk Man, this is how is goes down, where i stay When them Tram boys done had a good day Then I'ma buy the bar up, later on tear the car up Flip a new one by the mornin, nigga back crunk Good Times, if you in the club blowin good pine Freakin hos while ya car bein stripped down Sick now, nowhere for her to sit down Ya escalade, man, its sittin on bricks now

{Chorus - Sean Paul}

Lean Low (Bitch!) To the Flo' (Bitch!)
Can you work it, can you twerk it lemme know

Yeah, I'ma lean low (Nigga!) To the Flo' (Nigga!) Can you pay what you weight gimme mo'

But can ya lean low? (Bitch) To the Flo'? (Bitch) Can you work it, can you twerk it lemme know

Yeah, I'ma lean low (Nigga!) To the Flo' (Nigga!) Can you pay what you weight gimme mo'

{Verse 2 - J-Bo}

I pull up bumpin Attic, choppin, whippin the wheel Straight fresh off that Drizzle boy you know who it is Its them loud-mouth motherfuckers at it again Poppin bottle, cuttin up, livin life to the end So lean low, if you feelin like Im feelin, lets go Got a cup, throw it up, now hit the flo Shawty choosin wit a look and I know Gotta lighter, fire it up and just blow And just puff till you cant no mo We in the mix, backfacin cuz thats just how it go At the bar, we trippin, throwin it up Like kings in a castle, yeah we toastin it up So everybody, clap, and break it down Cuz we tha same old fools slidin thru yo town So on yo mark, get ready for this brand new era Drankin Patnaz is the name, it dont get no better

{Chorus}

{Verse 3 - Backbone}

Stay workin back do, till every sack is sold Ima hit you in the back wit hot callico If not then my rock, it I can hardly afford Old school at the bar buyin bottles of Moe We swervin Cheverolets up and down the road When you hear "Shorty in town" hide ya ho Cuz aww shit, lil buddy fire the dro I stay, fresh a fool, keep a crease in my clothes Im puttin on the scene, and let the champagne flow Im tryin to get outta here wit somethin freaky to poke You know what it is, you seen it befo We call him "H20, he froze ice cold" What the fuck you sayin? This shit is fa sho Tell Sean to keep em comin, gon and order one mo Lil girl, work it out on the flo Post up young G, get drunk some mo

{Chorus until Fade}

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