Slim Thug - Leanin' lyrics

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Leanin' Leanin' To The Sideways

Leanin' Leanin' To The Sideways

Leanin' Leanin' To The Sideways

Leanin' To The Side, Leanin' Leanin' To The Sideways

I'm A Young Ghetto Boy (Boy) That's Why I Act This Way

Rollin' In The Candy Car, Leanin' To The Sideways

I'm A Young Ghetto Boy (Boy) That's Why I Act This Way

Rollin' In The Candy Car, Leanin' To The Sideways

Big Boss of that damn Nouf

Grab the mic straight winner mouf

Candy blue when you see me floss

When I pull that lac up out the house

Looking good while I hold the wood

Holding slab's since understood

Hit the stead, chunk up the hood

Boys gotta see me stomp em good

New car, new ice

It ain't shit I can pay that price

Niggas ain't living like the boss live

That's what that is and I'll say that twice

I tip the 4's and flip the rose

Befo' that album got ship the stores

Boys better keep they lips closed

Befo' they punk ass get exposed

I da show the world how the boss hold

Slab or foreign I'll floss thoed

Drank and dro got me flow smoke

Doing a hundred on the toll grow

Pimp and Bun ridin' right behind

Pieced up with the grill shine

Ten years, still puttin' it down

Representin' for that H-Town

Michael Watts got the beats slow

Slim Thug keep the streets thoed

Drank spray bout to be blowed

Cause Rico got them sweets roll

Now ask them cause the streets know

The big boss man got it locked

H-Town I'm a shout that out

Til I'm up in heaven with Pimp and Pac

I'm A Young Ghetto Boy (Boy) That's Why I Act This Way

Rollin' In The Candy Car, Leanin' To The Sideways

Sweet Jones, Bitch!

Uh, Uh, Uh

Tone as snow, the mack not the miff

Pimp I got the gift to break a bitch

Twenty thousand behind my lips

A hundred thousand on my neck

Everytime that I step by

Off that red thang from chamillion

Candy paint swangin' on the drop

I keep the hoes pussy just hot and wet

Lamborghini, fuck the bet

Top down let's get it on

I'm the real bitch, he's a clown

Smelling like Bun na calone

Got a billion dollar out of my microphone

Slab crusha, dome busta

With Dr. Z next with the tussler

We call this banana split

Choose a pimp, hoe I'm legit

Wreck the grape, bitch brought the red

I gotta phantom too, now what the fuck I said?

And I ain't dropped an album yet

Spend my dirty money don't touch the check

If the rap game died, I buy some work

And keep a young yella bitch that'll pull up her skirt

And when the bitch get a nut, her pussy squirt

Trisha love to see water worse

I love the money she love the fame

I got a level head you gotta? grain

Gotta three-way-lover on my Cingular

She gotta four-inch tone of jet mint hair

Between her legs, I'm telling you

And she pay her daddy, that's what it do

I'm A Young Ghetto Boy (Boy) That's Why I Act This Way

Rollin' In The Candy Car, Leanin' To The Sideways

It's Bun B the man and not the miff

Ridin' on them 4's, trunk got the biff

I push one button on my remote

Start up my slab and my trunk a lift

I got the gift straight from God

Keep it real, never fraud

From P.A.T. the land of the Trill

So when I come out, I'm a come out hard

You know the name and the resamay

My G-code five is documented

Certified Rap-A-Lot for life

Down with the Mobb, represented

Don't play them games, cause I got the change

To put it in ya mind, and on ya brain

You'll need'cha talents coming in ya candy

Not where ya standing, slippin' the plain

I'm a gangsta, baby not a baby gangsta

I'm overgrown and it's understood

Slim Thug the boss, C the Pimp

And I'm Bun the O.G. that run the hood

We go the good and the flower

Hard or soft, get it rock the power

Ya know ya shit, when ya get'cha lick

It don't come with a textbook, turn ya howder

Got the power and the bread

So fuck a law dawg and fuck a fed

I'm from the south, we got the crown

And you can't get it back until I'm dead

Heard what I said, then press rewind

Play it back so you can get the meaning

Coming down in that candy slab

Gripping on the grain and you know I'm Leanin'

I'm A Young Ghetto Boy (Boy) That's Why I Act This Way

Rollin' In The Candy Car, Leanin' To The Sideways

Leanin' Leanin' To The Sideways

Leanin' Leanin' To The Sideways

Leanin' Leanin' To The Sideways

Leanin' To The Side, Leanin' Leanin' To The Sideways