Leanin On That Lymon - Rasheeda

Okay, all I smell is lie

Walking through the crowd

They know how it is (Rasheeda)

'Cause they see the crown

Niggas on a stray, bought last call

He want a menage, so I hear

Break a piece of that bod', gon take the whole thang

He know I got that sauce

I know he got that brain

Long night with a good pipe

Always get it, take my right

I levitate (sound by), then let him go (green light)

I run it like a relay, flyer than a PJ

Awesome three dozen shit

You can call it Andre

These other brawls just passé

They fuck with me the long way

Can’t do shit not now’days, if I sold my swag on eBay

Please pass that rosé, it’s been a long day

'Bout to be a long night, and time to get my mind right

So, please pass that rosé, shit it’s been a long day

'Bout to be a long night, and time to get my mind right

Ex-ex-ex-cuze me, pour that drink, pour that drink

Wassup man, you blow that Stang, blow that Stang

Leanin' on that Lymon, call it Frank, call it Frank

I’m gone nigga, think I need a shrink, need a shrink

Ex-ex-ex-cuze me, pour that drink, pour that drink

Wassup man, you blow that Stang, blow that Stang

Leanin' on that Lymon, call it Frank, call it Frank

I’m gone nigga, think I need a shrink, need a shrink

Okay, you on winner maybe two

Call that double deuce

Beans got 'em high, think you need a parachute

Bottles back to back (ballin')

Can’t stand the strain (ballin')

Another hit on that, and the niggas might be (crawlin')

Man, it’s just appallin' how these hoes act ballin'

Their shoot game just cray, back game insultin'

If I speak on it I back it, hot on my jacket

Mini dress, no panties, that’s why niggas love my flashes

Five inch pumps, stayin' than the clumps

We ballin' at the trumps, so I let him slap my humps

Piece o' rock, no chaser, while I count this paper

Got on so many diamonds they call me Elizabeth Taylor

I don’t give two fucks, I told you that befo'

Come right here with that bullshit, now show you to the door

Ya, I don’t give two fucks, I told you that befo'

Come 'round here with that bullshit, now show you to the door

Ex-ex-ex-cuze me, pour that drink, pour that drink

Wassup man, you blow that Stang, blow that Stang

Leanin' on that Lymon, call it Frank, call it Frank

I’m gone nigga, think I need a shrink, need a shrink

Ex-ex-ex-cuze me, pour that drink, pour that drink

Wassup man, you blow that Stang, blow that Stang

Leanin' on that Lymon, call it Frank, call it Frank

I’m gone nigga, think I need a shrink, need a shrink