Owwwwww! Uh!
I said my niggas don't dance
We just pull up our pants and, do the rockaway
Now lean back, now lean back
Lean back, now lean back
I said my niggas don't dance
We just pull up our pants and, do the rockaway
Now lean back, now lean back
Lean back, now lean back
I said my niggas don't dance
We just pull up our pants and, do the rockaway
Now lean back, lean back
Lean back, lean back (Let's go!)
I don't give a fuck about your faults or mishappens
Nigga, Im from New Heaven, Connecticut; shit happens
Kids clappin', love to spark the place
Half the niggas in the Squad got a scar on their face
It's a cold world and this is ice
Half a mil' for the charm, nigga, this is life
Got the Phantom in front of the building, Trinity Ave
Ten years been legit, they still figure me bad
As a youngin, was too much to cope with
Why you think, muh'fuckers nicknamed me Cook Coke shit?
Should've been called Armed Robbery
Extortion, or maybe Grand Larceny
I did it all, I put the pieces to the puzzle
Just as long, I knew me and my peoples was gon' bubble
Came out the gate on some Flo-Jo shit
Skinny nigga with the shotty was the logo, kid
Now we living better now, Coogi sweater now
And that G4 can fly through any weather now
See, niggas get tight when you worth some millions
This is why I sport the chinchilla: hurt they feelings
You can find JC at all types of shit
Out in Vegas front row to all the fights and shit
If 5-0 come then they'd proudly squeal
Cause half these rappers they blow like Derek Foreal
I said my niggas don't dance
We just pull up our pants and, do the rockaway
Now lean back, now lean back
Lean back, now lean back
I said my niggas don't dance
We just pull up our pants and, do the rockaway
Now lean back, now lean back
Lean back, now lean back
I said my niggas don't dance
We just pull up our pants and, do the rockaway
Now lean back, lean back
Lean back, lean back (Let's go!)
