Emilio Rojas - Lean On Em Lyrics
[Bridge: Emilio Rojas]And now we rollin in that '85, that '85Yeah my shorty tatted up around the waistlineWhen you sleeping in the mother*****in' day timeI'm gettin' lowered by all my *****es but they stay high[Hook x2: Emilio Rojas]Cause all we do is lean, lean on emGot some *****es in the back with something mean on emYeah we lean on em, yeah we lean on emAnd when I finish, I'mma sick the *****ing team on em[Verse 1: Emilio Rojas]Bad spanish *****es with some ass shotsGet it rollin' with the team like a mascotMatte black '85 in them back lotsSpeedin' down that mother *****in black topRollin' with my spinx that's it'sAnybody wanna pop that shit?And make it hit with a lil bit of fistsUntil they drop and that is itYou can find me with some pretty lil mommy'sGettin low up in the heights where they watchin' us Crown V'sWe livin', sinner not a religionNever gonna ask with no permission, I act and ask for forgivenessYeah we get it, we livin' off the interestAll these *****es doin' lines like err day an auditionI'm taking trips and spend my winter with tan linesYa'll never fly I argue *****es that stand byAnd we be gettin' things money can't buyYoung Spanish mother *****er on the ride[Bridge][Hook][Verse 2: Iamsu! ]Tell the Jamaican homies pass the dutchesI can't stand you niggas like Uncle RuckusAnd these rappers be doing a bunch of nothin'But I stick to fundamentals like my name was Tim DuncanLike doing what pays me, always dressing crazyPullin' up with badass B's like Jay-ZWhat's the dealio?It's young Suzy Holiday in the millioRollin' in them 85 Audi'sWhat you know about it?Leanin' on them fools like I ate a weed brownieWavy on these haters then, now they all drowningMoney counting, every outingAnd it's heartbreak til my heart breakYou should par takePlaying us is like hopping in the shark tankIt's the gang in your earStay in your lane cause we'll end your career[Bridge][Hook][Verse 3: Styles P]Lean on em, yeah they lean on emHe got swag but he don't got no cream on emIf he did, he would've put the beam on emGot the iron and he don't want no steam on emYeah I lean on em, big body VLook at my company assume I sold the a lot of theeThem niggas spending it, like they won the lotteryMe, I'm a plant man, fill me up like potteryFor real though, I'm viscious on a MISee I used to make ryhmes, grippin on the semi'sScramblin', these the ramblin's of a JediLate night, in the hallway with the red eyesLean on em, them nigga kick standMurder mommy's magazines keep your distanceI'm in the gut, with the sound and the piff rimsSomething mean, got sixteen on six vents lean on em[Bridge][Hook x2][Verse 4: Tro Ave]It's Troy Ave I'm that nigga, don't mean to boastA BK well-known dealer heavy in cokeWhite leather in chin-chilla the top offLate like a swag fiend who pop dopeI'm fixin' to pop off, and you sold thatFixin' the pot whippin salt where the dough at?Show me the money, I'll see more clearerShow me the money, and show me a mirrorReflectin' on my past, pedal gettin' maskedHigh speed paper chase straight ahead to cashMoney off the bates, money chosen hateMurder was the case when he came and bought the wakes[Bridge][Hook]
