Soulja Boy - Sippin Lean lyrics

rate me

Sipping on this lean, sipping on this lean

Sipping on this lean, sipping on this lean

Man, I got codeine, I got promethazine

Man, I got codeine, I got promethazine

Sipping on this lean, sipping on this lean

Sipping on this lean, sipping on this lean

I got codeine, I got promethazine

I got codeine, I got promethazine

Sipping on this lean and my ice froze

All by Cuban links from the North Pole

Shorty say she know me, well, I don’t know

Had her in the bed, in a figure fold

I be sipping lean, keep my heart cold

9 mm right next to my door

I be riding, flexing right on Stilton Road

That nigga ain’t pouring up, I stay, pull

I be riding clean ‘cause they know I’m flexing

I be riding Bugatti, I don’t ride in Lexus

No, I be sipping lean, I’m a call a fiend

I’mma take the belly, miss ‘em with some Louis jeans

Sipping on this lean, sipping on this lean

Sipping on this lean, sipping on this lean

I got codeine and promethazine

I got codeine and promethazine

Sipping on this lean, sipping on this lean

Sipping on this lean, sipping on this lean

I got codeine, I got promethazine

I got codeine, I got promethazine

Sipping on this lean, man, I gotta pee

Call my plug up, I need all that Actavis

Riding through my hood, we call it the steaks

I be playing ‘round with ‘bout 20 mil’

20 bricks duffle all up in my bag

100 bands ‘cause it make my pants sack

Riding through my hood, they say what’s up with that

A hood nigga but I got a platinum black

Lean