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M Huncho - Lean (Lyrics) ft. Giggs
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
M Huncho
M Huncho
Vocals
Giggs
Giggs
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
M Huncho
M Huncho
Songwriter
Quincy Ferreira
Quincy Ferreira
Songwriter
Nathaniel Thompson
Nathaniel Thompson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Quincy Ferreira
Quincy Ferreira
Producer
Chucks
Chucks
Mixing Engineer
Sean Donoghue
Sean Donoghue
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Quincy Tellem) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (lean) I told my brothers that now I'm a superstar That doesn't mean I won't buy you machines (bow, bow) Gettin' this money, it gives me a sugar rush Think I'm diabetic, I got all this cream Treated my brother like he is my mama's child, ah Too late to reconcile, ah It made me the bigger man Now I'm Wraiths, I count all these stacks of cream Recline, I lean, my bitch, Celine The Louis, the V, my life, supreme I work, they dream, I count, they scheme I spend, they pree, the ice VVs Packin' my bags (packin' my bags), I'm 'bout to fly overseas (fly, fly) Run up a tab-tab, send the accountant receipts (receipts) Cash rules everything around me, cream Drop is so clean, clean, clean I got a bitch with Celine dreams She fell in love with the CC Louis bandanas, we put 'round the hammer Might buy a stick in Atlanta We do not do this for camera, no Fuck all the glitz and the glamour (fuck it) Fuck the glamour, been in the bandos, still a trapper (trapper) Fitted caps, but you know we ain't cappers (cap) In the Maybach, the feeling's ecstatic Recline, I lean, my bitch, Celine The Louis, the V, my life, supreme I work, they dream, I count, they scheme I spend, they pree, the ice VVs This time out, you're back to frontin' You're inside out (inside out) Yeah, I'm back to stuntin', I been flyin' out Yeah, I'm in my bag, I win by miles (yeah) That big lad knows, it's been my house (it's been five hours) I'm in the spot, it's filled with clowns (clowns) Yeah, I'm in the cut, I don't like crowds Yeah, my ting turn up, my ting quite foul Yeah, just left Dubai, that's 65 (sheesh) I'm chilled out, I'm in New York, sat inside Tao (Tao) Yeah, met this new bitch, it seems like trial (haha) Yeah, she seems quite wild, I think she growl (rrra) Yeah, I been outside, my ting go blaow (blaow) Nah, fuck that bitch, that bitch played out (yeah) Didn't mean to say that, it just came out (mmm) That crib paid off, the shit's laid out Yeah, I'm straight from Peckham, but just say South Recline, I lean, my bitch, Celine The Louis, the V, my life supreme I work, they dream, I count, they scheme I spend, they pree, the ice VVs
Writer(s): Roy Thompson, Quincy Ferreira, Mohammed Hassan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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