'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
till the end and she's never coming back again always on my mind and in my heart and Lean on Sheena [x2] Lean on Sheena she leans on me a lot hold
lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back I said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean
Your eyes are cold, I know you'll tell me all. Not to fall, I lean against the wall. I'm on the floor, not listening anymore. I should have known, the
Just call me, just call Just call me, woo! Oh oh, oh oh, lean on me Lean on me, lean on me Oh oh, oh oh, lean on me Lean on me Lean on me, when you
Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back I said my niggas don't dance We just pull up our pants and do the roc away Now lean back, lean back, lean
fall Here's my shoulder, you can lean on me (Thank you Jesus, yeah) Oh yeah, oh yeah Here's my shoulder, you can lean on me (You can lean on me) Lean
brother When you need a hand We all need somebody to lean on I just might have a problem That you'll understand We all need somebody to lean on Lean
SOD Money Gang Soulja Zan with that Lean J-Money [CHOURS] I'm in that Zan with that Lean Smoke nuthin but Irene Them hoes going crazy when I'm on the
m Gonna need somebody to lean on, lean on, lean on lean on lean on lean on me when you need a friend lean on lean on lean on me lean on me lean on lean on lean
) Lean Back (Queensbridge) Lean Back (Bronx) say ma niggas dont dance they just pull up their pants and do the rockaway Lean Back, Lean Back, Lean Back
lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back I said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants And do the rockaway (YEAH!), now lean back, lean back
lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back I said, my don't dance We just pull up our pants and do the Roc-away Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean
A misguided woman knows my name Ain't go nobody else to blame I gotta a girl back home (Gotta girl back home) She's waiting all alone (She's all alone
Whoo, whoo, whoo Black top blazin', home town fadin' Out of sight in the rear view mirror Stevie Ray blastin' on the radio As I slam it into higher gear
Lost and alone in this city of darkness Empty of lovers and full of lies You build a wall between your dreams and the madness I reach out my hand but