Yo Gotti - Lean On Me lyrics

rate me

Got a spot in the A

Got a spot in N.O. (Fo' sho')

Lookin for them real toys, to see what they goin fo'

Down hurr in Texas

When I'm ballin at Max's

Get a bitch, fuck a hotel

Hit the crib, relaxin

Them Body boys

They bringin noise

Mike Jones and Paul Wall

Slim Thug and Bun B and Z-Ro and all y'all

I'm Y-O, G-O, double T to the I, trick

Don't get it confused though, I represent this Memphis shit

Represent for the real niggas

For the drug dealers, for the hard hitters

Represent for my brother doin the 10 years in Fort Piller

Represent for the Dirty South

Gettin that money, what we about

Livin the life, rockin ice

That's why I put 20 g's in my mouth

See them diamonds, see me shinin

Hear me rhymin, see me climbin

Straight to the top of the charts, bitch

Like this shit on lock, bitch

Just call on me (Homie)

And you got a plane

You gon' need

Somebody, to leeeaaaan onnnn

Lean on me

I'm puffin green, strong

Sippin, get my lean on

Comin down, candy paint

Get my gleam on

The fo' poured up

The 'Dro rolled up

One-deep, with the heat

Beat slowed up

I'm outta Memphis, Ten.

With about ten to spend

Got with Gotti, put me down with some lady friends

I'm showin diamond grin, leanin, walkin with' a limp

Hoes on the 'vard, "It's Hard Out Here for a Pimp"

I'm Slim Thugga motherfucka, dirty south boss

Eyes low from the 'Dro, plus I'm cotton-mouth

That's how we do it down in Texas, holdin wood-wheel

"Swang n' Bang" down the lane, til' my drank spill

Blow kill', bet the Kush get'cha mind right

Everythang I drive candy, so I shine bright

I'm either on the grind, tryin'a get my bank on

Or on recline mayn, tryin'a get my drank on

Hol' up, hol' up

Roll up, roll up

Ho what, ho what

Hol' up, hol' up

Roll up, roll up

(Lean on me)

Ho what, ho what

Hol' up, hol' up

Roll up, roll up

Ho what, ho what

Hol' up, hol' up

Roll up, roll up

Ho what, ho what

(Lean on me)