Lyrics:
on that cola
Lean in soda look like cherry coke
Off of the white girl she going insane
Off the drugs she forgetting my name
I like a bust down but cuff
got my X I pop em randomly
Bitch you're just a Xan to me
That's why God abandoned me
Rep 666 with the pain
999 with no shame
Sippin that lean till it
Flyin'
In the wind
I've been
Down to
Win
Lean over
Just move
Right over
Pick
Your head up
Even
Ain't me
Eatin'
Words like
Rice
Krispies
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the green
I told em it's good, it's part of the scheme
I just gotta go get it for the team
But damn
They kinda got sleep like sipping on lean
So now I'm just
poppin' them pills
Know that I'm poppin' them perkies
Did this shit right off the steel
Know that I'm drinkin' thst lean, I'm fuckin' that bitch and she
favorite rapper is sipping on lean
Your favorite rapper popping them beans
The fact you think mumble shit is rap
Take it back
When it wasn't slinging crack
you
In my darkest nights I realize
That I really do need you
Oh I used to be a tree
A body you could lean against
But I've been whittled to a stump
I
on a stage
Later on, I'll play it on a speaker
Find a way to empty all the rage
You could be the shoulder that I lean on
Lately I've been dealing with
everything, shit ain't what it seems to be
Since Big Daddy Kane Lean on me,
I've been in between, heaven and hell
I solved the mystery within me
Simply,
Missus Marx's zany trio.
So when your life seems a bit lean,
Just let some shadows appear on the screen.
Shine like a star for a brief while.
Whenever
of a marble block
With her name chiseled underneath (ha ha)
Next to a tree that slightly leans
Towards the darker part in me
Her reptile eyes are just part
a fast car like it's NASCAR ain't no matchbox
Remember being 18 they was pouring out lean we was at the spot
I was keeping it lowkey for years
I was
ride, that shit apple pie
I'm on live, yeah, where is the guys
Drinking lean, I need a kidney
This bitch bad like Sydney
Gave her a buck fifty, but I'm
parece magia".
¿Cómo lo hiciste?
Es que vengo del futuro
El efecto lean del bombo y caja
Para estos vagos la noche nunca acaba
Bebidas, huidas, rimas sin
new car smells
Demon or cartel, 5 to 15, got to get clean, lean, he a beast with the barbell
At least a nigga care, you receiving the large mail
You
on my nuts, she gobbled em
I'm the king, son of a beast, just like I'm Solomon, Smokin' three flavors of weed
Neapolitan, poppin' beans, sippin' lean
a dream nightmare I ain there
Mexico the dro gone imma lean
I hold all the air turn it toxic and teach you how to breath
None that without me who else could
mixing xannys in the blunt get me high as fuck yeah
I'm kinda slump off the lean cause I'm fucking up all my liver
Aye baby but yea I gotta beg to differ
off got my shoulder lean on
Built it brick by brick whole team strong
Niggas off cause they ain't on what we on
Niggas fraud all that chatting let me
pop up the lean on the quick Man, these hoes make me sick
Yeah, that bitch, sucked my dick Yeah, we got it on the low
Hit some for the loved ones Then
CR's jaise na mere pe koi choice
Merc', Lamb', 'Rari jab bahar garmi waise Rolls Royce yeah
Yeah, waise phantom
Sip kar raha lean act' mixed with Fanta
Hoes fine, occuper j'suis sur la hotline
Show time, j'mets mon costume I feel fine
J'suis pas un de ces négros tombé dans la lean
Qui a trompé sa meuf
stuck in a maze
On a dose I might just lean
In the party with like three
Just like Charlie's Angels
But they on that white
That Charlie Sheen
Candy
it
Cause everybody die alone lil n*gga
It might be the ending
She screaming out murder the way that I kill it
Just crack me a pint of that lean
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