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letra de lean wit it, rock with it - dem franchise 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

~verse 1~
i bounce in the club so the ho’s call me rocky,
posted in the cut, and i’m lookin for a blockhead,
yup in my white tee i break a b-tch back,
and i keep a big bank, oh i think dey like dat
before i leave the house, i’m slizzard on a goose,
and i’m higher then a plane, so a n-gg- really loose,
and i can lean wit it, and i can rock wit it,
and if u gotta freak, she gotta suck a c-ck wit it

~verse 2~
ay gon n rock wit it, gon n lean wit it,
rock so d-mn hard, u break your spleen wit it,
pull up ya jeans wit it, smoke some green wit it,
n da spot aint crunk? b-tch if we ain’t in it?
if u don’t wanna do it, then i’ll make ya dance,
perfect example watch me make your face beat up my hands,
when you see me hit the spot, betta watch dat boy,
chalay, from da road wit dem franchize boyz

{hook}

~verse 3~
now i’m gon lean wit it(yea ), brush my shoulders off,
cuz i’m supa clean wit it, sk don’t play, i got a beam wit it, (beam wit it)
if i f-ck you gotta let the whole team hit it, yup let the whole team hit it,
now rock wit it, shake your dreads wit it, bend your back,
snap your fingers, bob your head wit it, i said lean wit it,
take a sip of that henn, and rock wit it,
i’m off that x rollin hard wont chu pop wit me?

~verse 4~
when sh-t pop off, i’m jumpin out jus like w-ssup hoe?
i’m jigglin dat sh-t, all the way down to the flo’ ho,
i’m up in the club, and i’m creepin like i’m ice,
cuz my sh-t down to the flo, like i’m rollin on a dice,
you know we jawin, yup, and we all in da white tee,
i lean n i rock, n-gg-s wanna do it like me,
i run wit bm squad cuz that’s my m-th-f-ckin click fool,
break that b-tch back, jus like a real squad n-gg- do

{hook}

~verse 5~
rock left den snap ya fingers, rock right den snap ya fingers,
ayyy wats hannenin? lean wit me, rock wit me,
gotta pill pop wit me, gon take a shot wit me,
call me teddy, i got grahms don’t hate, n-gg- shop wit me,
dib, trap squad, b.r.c, we known b-tch,
franchize aint got no money? shiiit hold on hold on b-tch,
dis trap sh-t n rap sh-t, i done did dat sh-t,
lean wit it, rock wit it, gon jig dat sh-t ayyy,

~verse 5~
the squad, baker road, and franchize on some otha sh-t,
left witcha b-tch, wit an ounce, and a stiff d-ck,
didn’t have to say much, cuz she seem obliged,
walked off the club, got on the phone, called her gurl for menage,
wat i’m all up to, sh-t lets see how it turned out,
gotta crack-headed broad, now we headed to my house,
ay u wit that g sh-t right?
cuz i done leaned, i done rocked all muhf-ckin night

{lean wit it, rock wit it } x16

- dem franchise boyz

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