Lean Back

Lean Back - Lil Jon

STOP IT'S THE MOTHERF**KING REMIX

Uhhh Yeah Harlem is TS

Who in the world want a problem with that (fo' real)

I heard Harlem is back

Who in the world want a problem with that

Eminem ni**a

Yeah Harlem is back Lil Jon ni**a

Who in the world want a problem with that

Mason Betha

I heard Harlem is back Fat Joe

Who in the world want a problem with that

Said my niggas don't dance we just pull up our pants

And do the rockaway now lean back

Lean back lean back lean back

Come on

I said my niggas don't dance we just pull up our pants

And do the rockaway now lean back

Lean back lean back lean back

Come on

You know it's deja vu and the day yall do

It'll be the day yall bleed

Wrist minus 80 degrees

King of Harlem ain't nobody made me leave

Who else could take 5 years off

Cold turkey Come back and fly lears off

Cats front leave them leaning like Smirnoff

If haters wanna hate then its their loss

Come up in the Rucker with all my Jake's on

Car grills so big you can cook a steak on

People hear Mase call them wanna get their mase on

You hot 16 I'm a very great song

They beating on the DJ booth 'fore the Mase song

You play Clark Kent you better have your cape on

Plenty homes Mansion many rooms

My necklace 2Xs and three Bentley bulls

Said my niggas don't dance we just pull up our pants

And do the rockaway now lean back

Lean back lean back lean back

Come on

I said my niggas don't dance we just pull up our pants

And do the rockaway now lean back

Lean back lean back lean back

You don't want no problems with Harlem

You don't want no problems

With the boogie down Bronxter

You don't want no drama with the blond bomber

Original Don Dada of the blond bottle

The model from White America

Then Joe the spokesperson for the Latino

Then we got Mase back to re-per-e-sent

E-ver-y-thing else in between

Including the percentages of the rest we don't

The best from each coast the midwest to the dirty dirty

Even further to Miami all the way back to Californ-i-a

It'd probably be best right now

If I warn Dre to get on the horn and

Tell him about the storm coming all our way

So tell a pal grab a gal right now

Get on the floor while I wait

Shake that a** a little more my way

But baby I don't dance

Not that I can't there's a pistol in my pants

Said my niggas don't dance we just pull up our pants

And do the rockaway now lean back

Lean back lean back lean back

Come on

I said my niggas don't dance we just pull up our pants

And do the rockaway now lean back

Lean back lean back lean back

Come on

No Judas or cowardice that Caine's brother

Abel is able to stop me ni**a NOT ME

Got the streets asking "Damn who can top P "

Summer Jam killed it man they did it all with one beat

I guess I'm bi-coastal now

Took a down south brother to bring your boy out (WHAT )

As the wheel keeps spinning

I can hear niggas thinking

Crack got one hit then he out

Nope Joey bring them semi's out

Force you and yours to pour a little Henny out

So much rappers acting in the game

I had to tell them put the mic away

And run and get your Emmy's out

Lean back motherf**kers

This here's a three peat we back at the Rucker

It's Cook Coke Crack preach it to ya brother

The mic more rap and preach you motherf**kers

Said my niggas don't dance we just pull up our pants

And do the rockaway now lean back

Lean back lean back lean back

Come on

I said my niggas don't dance we just pull up our pants

And do the rockaway now lean back

Lean back lean back lean back

Come on

Said my niggas don't dance we just pull out our gats

And say blow your back away f**k ni**a

Lean back lean back

Lean back lean back

I said my niggas don't dance we just pull out our gats

And say blow your back away b**ch ni**a

Lean back lean back

Lean back lean back