Lyrics of 'Lean Low (feat. Backbone)' by YoungBloodz

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[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 clean up, 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, don´t holla at no lame ho´s
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´ ho´s while ya´ car bein´ stripped down
Sick now, nowhere for her to sit down
Ya´ Escalade, man, it´s sittin´ on bricks now

[Chorus - Seal 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
It´s them loud-mouth motherfuckers at it again
Poppin´ bottles, cuttin´ up, livin´ life to the end
So lean low, if you feelin like I´m feelin´, let´s 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 can´t no mo´
We in the mix, backfacin´ cuz that´s 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 the same old fools slidin´ thru yo´ town
So on yo´ mark, get ready for this brand new era
Drankin´ Patnaz is the name, it don´t 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 "H2O, 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]