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Dem Franchize Boyz-Lean Wit It Rock Wit It Instrumental
Lyrics:
Lean wit it, rock wit
Dem Franchize Boyz-Lean Wit It Rock Wit It Instrumental
Lyrics:
Lean wit it, rock wit it!
Lean wit it, rock wit it,
Lean wit it, rock wit it,
Lean wit it, rock wit it,
Lean wit it, rock wit it,
Lean wit it, rock wit it,
Lean wit it, rock wit it,
Lean wit it, rock wit it!
[Verse 1]
I bounce in the club so the ho's call me Rocky,
Posted in the cut, and im lookin for a blockhead,
Yup in my white tee! I break a bitch back,
And I keep a big bank, oh I think dey like dat!
Before I leave the house, im slizzard on a goose,
And im higher then a plane, so a nigga really loose,
And I can lean wit it, and I can rock wit it,
And if u gotta friend, she gotta suck a cock wit it!
[Verse 2]
Ay gon n rock wit it, gon n lean wit it,
Rock so damn hard, u break your spleen wit it,
Pull up ya jeans wit it, smoke some green wit it,
N da spot aint crunk? bitch if we ain't in it?
If u dont wanna do it, then ill make ya dance,
Perfect example watch me make your face beat up my hands,
When you see me hit the spot, betta watch dat boy,
Chalay, from the road and dem franchize boyz!
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Ain't too clean to wanna pop lock from left to right and make a lean,
Bobbin to da beat, check my feet, he ain't got these!
I rock them, bend my knees everytime the beat drop lean wit it, rock wit it, freeze before yo fingers pop
Purple lean, purple, green, grams in my socks
What the fuck you mean u ain't seen Buddie on tha block?!
They call me Doctor Doc, I prescribe what a nigga need
Make 'em lean and rock, old school people pat ya feet
[Verse 4]
Young Pimpin in tha club, see dem hoes tryna act up
Cause the see my chain and a nigga throwin dem stacks up
I keep a full clip and my pistol in my pants, I'm in da middle of da flo, they screamin "nigga do yo dance"
Now you can roll yo arms, and just put 'em in rotation
From side to side and snap yo fingaz like dem Temptaions
Boy I'm all outta state doin the dance, they never seen that
I ain't Fat Joe, but snap ya fingaz then ya lean back
[Hook]
[Verse 5]
Rock left den snap ya fingers, rock right den snap ya fingers,
Ayyy wats hannenin? lean wit me, rock wit me,
Gotta pill pop wit me, gon take a shot wit me,
Call me Teddy, I got grams don't hate, nigga shop wit me,
BHS, Trapsquad, DIS we known bitch!
Franchize aint got no money? shiiit hold on hold on bitch !,
Dis trap shit n rap shit, I done did dat shit,
Lean wit it, rock wit it, gon jig dat shit ayyy,
[Verse 6]
The Squad, Baker Road, and Franchize on some otha shit,
Left witcha bitch, wit an ounce, and a stiff dick,
Didnt have to say much, cuz she seem obliged,
Walked off the club, got on the phone, called her gurl for menage,
Wat im all up to, shit lets see how it turned out,
Gotta crack-headed broad, now we headed to my house,
Ay u wit that G shit right?
Cuz I done leaned, I done rocked all muhfuckin night!
Lean wit it, rock wit it! [x16]
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Dem Franchize Boyz-Oh I Think They Like Me Instrumental
Bow Wow, JD, Da Brat
Lyrics:
Dem Franchize Boyz-Oh I Think They Like Me Instrumental
Bow Wow, JD, Da Brat
Lyrics:
[In background] YUP!
[scratch] 1, 2, 3 as this is plain to see
I go by the name of Jermaine Dupri
Dopeman fresh in the place to be
And uhh
[chorus]
[JD:]
Oh I think they like me when they heard me on the other one
So its only right that I hit you with another one
[Repeat 2x]
[Verse 1:]
Yea these niggaz like me, haters want to fight me
Yea these niggaz mad cuz I came up over night B
Yea I switched it up I got 9 kuffed tightly
So you betta do the right thing like Spike Lee
Yep I'm superclean rock jeans wit a white tee
Niggaz round here soft but like niggaz want to bite me
If you had some figures you would be just like me
Yea these niggaz mad cuz I shining like a light B
Niggaz talking bout yep in there muthafuckin throwback
It ain't real you know dats muhammadz where dey sold that
We stepping on these niggaz like a muthafuckin door mat
When I hit the scene they take pictures call me Kodak
These hoes goin crazy like think they need some prozac
We the hottest thing in tha market and you no dat
Yo bitch chose us and she don't want to go back
We stackin big faces cuz we still spending throwbacks
[JD:]
Now when I do it its something like thrilla and manilla man
Known as a killa man fresh from the dealer man
So So niggas aint no crew illa than
10 acres of land and I got about a million
Dollars worth of cars in my front yard
I'm from a place in atl where young niggas stomp hard
Ooo I think they like me when they heard me on the other one
So its only right that I hit you with another one
Remix we get busy over here
No sleep niggas stay up on they grizzie over here
We young (young), we fly (fly)
And we gon stay flashy till the day that we die
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
They don't want 2 fight me I'm snatching ya ass up
First nigga act up first nigga get bust
Majestic, gettin shredded while I'm twirlin n switchin up
T-shirt stravaganza (franchize the white tee boyz)
Self made self paid we lounge around in our white tee
Ashy black shirt well get down in ya brown tee
Muhammed throwback who'd sport a jersey by Ali
And if he make one (hell naw dat dont excite me!)
I'm all about my cash ride around wit a nice peace
Ear piece icy they straight up like me
You heard pimpin playa (they shine so brightly)
Don't stand so close vision blurs when ice blings
Respect my whole squad kno you can't even touch us cuz
Role out the red carpet high 5 and show us love
Carry barretas count cheddar we transedda
I'm a franchize niggga have a mil or betta
[Da Brat:]
Check it out!
60644694 blow dro with the windows up on duece four's
Purple candy paint brand new think I aint
Same chick same click mo bricks in the bank
No now no hoe rounds no down like brat
It aint no showdown for no crown I'm holding that
Face all over VH paid great till this day
Been in love with the mic since run dmc walk this way
Talk this way cause I'm gangsta, a chi-towns legend
I'm not ordinary people its a star in yo presents
So icy that my earlobes hurt
But what its worth
Dont test me I got the four fitfth under the skirt
Thick in the thighs can tuck that I stay on my grind
I buss back if I must act I empty the sack
Its b to the r-a-t trust that I'm crazy
JD pays me I'm such acting lady
[Bow Wow:]
I'm bow weezy prince of the o-town
Just got the wheels clean so I'm riding slow now
I'm in a fast car something like a nascar
If you wanna know how much it cost you should ask pa
As far as the rocks in chain I dropped some change
Its easy for me to copped them thangs
And I dont stop I got rocks in rings
You know the same size as a boxing ring
Swimming pool in the front and the back yard
I aint got to act hard
I'm under 21 with a black card
Yea I know that was kind of a low blow
But the dough for the so so dont come slow
[Chorus]
[JD:]
Oh I think they like me when they heard me on the other one
So its only right that I hit you with another one
[Repeat 2x]
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