Lyric Lean Low
(feat. Backbone)
[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]
[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]
