“екст песни(слова песни,lyrics) Meek Mill Ц Lean Wit It

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[verse 1]
uh, in the kitchen goin ham again
f*ckinТ with dem birds like cam and dem
iТll tell you whatТs the word when the tan is in
we dem niggas on the curb with dem hammers and
whole brick throw it on a triple beam
it get hectic we gonТ stretch it like a limousine
ainТt no question if i touch it then itТs mr.clean
i be reppin in yoТ section me my nigga keem
ghost boys, in a ghost nigga
i burn bread i ainТt talkin toast nigga
whole team of killers, iТm the coach nigga
presidential on my wrist, now take ya votes nigga
rookie of the year, cookies in the rear
i got some bad b**ches thatТll get it there
if you donТt wanna get it we gon send Сem there
if itТs heavy then omelly comin in a lear
bricksquad, like waka and dem
if its gucci like d.howard get a block for dem
i donТt touch i just leave it up to tock and dem
meek mill started wasnТt chopper we was poppin den

[hook]
lean wit it, rock wit it
throw some bake up in the pot wit it
microwave or we gon we gon pop whip it
when it get right we drop that ice and make it lock wit it
i tell em lean wit it, rock wit it
throw some bake up in the pot wit it
microwave or we gon we gon pop whip it
when it get right we drop that ice and make it lock wit it, ughh!

[verse 2]
i made a million off a mixtape
nigga get ya sh*t straight
iТm sellin that raw sh*t, you sellin that whip weight
cookinТ up a whole bird until i make my wrist ache
when i pulled up to the club you shouldТve seen ya b**ch face, ughh!
fitfy cash in my pocket
nigga, i got the stash in my pocket
iТm blowin money fast in my pocket
said its lookin like i got nicki ass in my pocket
talkin ass ass ass ass, all i get is cash cash
club lit my last tag, couldТve bought a fast jag
the way these b**ches wavinТ at me, you would think a cab passed
wondered why u hatin on me, nigga wit Сcho mad ass
rollie on me cost a whole brick
killers with me ainТt go no pics
these groupie b**ches ainТt got no sense
so we make a movie on dem b**ches no script

[hook]
lean wit it, rock wit it
throw some bake up in the pot wit it
microwave or we gon we gon pop whip it
when it get right we drop that ice and make it lock wit it
i tell em lean wit it, rock wit it
throw some bake up in the pot wit it
microwave or we gon we gon pop whip it
when it get right we drop that ice and make it lock wit it, ughh!

[verse 3]
thirty-six treat it like a dirty b**ch
cuz i hit it and then send it to the other strip
call me anything donТt call me by my government
cuz when iТm out Сchea in the jungle we be sellin bricks
half these niggas in my hood be on some tellin sh*t
we be on some if you snitchin crack ya melon sh*t
if i ainТt rockin with the smith its parabellum sh*t
papi bring Сem on the boat they know we sellin sh*t
lean wit it, rock wit it
posted mac. 11 in the lot wit it
seven fifty gettinТ busy wit a box in it
so when they pull us over they donТt find dem glocks in it

[hook]
lean wit it, rock wit it
throw some bake up in the pot wit it
microwave or we gon we gon pop whip it
when it get right we drop that ice and make it lock wit it
i tell em lean wit it, rock wit it
throw some bake up in the pot wit it
microwave or we gon we gon pop whip it
when it get right we drop that ice and make it lock wit it, ughh!