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Lean Back
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Lean Back was released on December 6, 2005 by Hidden Beach Records (US) as a part of the album Hidden Beach Recordings Presents: Unwrapped, Vol. 4
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Release DateDecember 6, 2005
LabelHidden Beach Records (US)
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM97

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Unwrapped
Unwrapped
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Scott Storch
Scott Storch
Songwriter
Joseph Cartagena
Joseph Cartagena
Songwriter
Reminisce Smith
Reminisce Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Darryl Ross
Darryl Ross
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro: Fat Joe
Owwwwww!!!! Yeah! My ****!!! Uh Huh!!!
Throw Your Hands In The Air Right Now Man!!!
Feel This Shit Right Here! Scott Storch ****!
Yeah Khalid I See You ****!!!
Show Big Pun Love! Uh! Yeah! Uh! Yo!
[Verse 1: Fat Joe
I Don't Give A Fuck About Your Faults Or Mishappens ****
We From The Bronx, New York, Shit Happens
Kids Clappin, Love To Spark The Place
Half The **** In The Squad Got A Scar On Their Face
It's A Cold World And This Is Ice
Half A Mill For The Charm, **** This Is Life
Got The Phantom In Front Of The Buildin, Trinity Ave
Ten Years Been Legit, They Still Figure Me Bad
As A Young'n - Was Too Much To Cope With
Why You Think The Mu'fuckers Nicknamed Me Cook Coke Shit
Shoulda 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 Flow Joe Shit
Fat **** With The Shotty Was The Logo Kid!
[Chorus: Fat Joe
Said My **** Don't Dance We Just Pull Up Our Pants
And Do The Rockaway, Now Lean Back, Lean Back, Lean Back, Lean Back
I Said My **** Don't Dance We Just Pull Up Our Pants
And Do The Rockaway, Now Lean Back, Lean Back, Lean Back, Lean Back
(Come On!)
[Verse 2: Remy Martin
R To The Ezzy, M To The Wizz-I
My Arms Stay Breezy, The Don Stay Fizzy
Got A Date At 8, I'm In The 7-40-Fizzive
And I Just Bought A Bike So I Can Ride Till I Die
With A Matchin Jacket, 'Bout To Cop Me A Mansion
My **** In The Club, But You Know They Not Dancin
We Gangsta, And Gangstas Don't Dance, We Boogie
So Never Mind How We Got In Here With Burners And Hoodies
Listen We Don't Pay Admission And The Bouncers Don't Check Us
And We - Walk Around The Metal Detectors
And There Really Ain't A Need For A Vip Section
In The Middle Of The Dance Floor Reckless, Check It
Said He - Liked My Necklace, Started Relaxin
Now That's What The Fuck I Call A Chain Reaction
See 'Money Ain't A Thing' ****, We Still The Same ****
Flows Just Changed Now We Bout To Change The Game ****
[Chorus: Fat Joe
Said My **** Don't Dance We Just Pull Up Our Pants
And Do The Rockaway, Now Lean Back, Lean Back, Lean Back, Lean Back
I Said My **** Don't Dance We Just Pull Up Our Pants
And Do The Rockaway, Now Lean Back, Lean Back, Lean Back, Lean Back
(Come On!)
[Verse 3: Fat Joe
Now We Living Better Now, Gucci Sweater Now
And That G4 Can Fly Through Any Weather Now
See, **** Get Tight When You Worth Some Millions
This Is Why I Sport The Chinchilla To Hurt They Feelings
You Can Find Joe Crack At All Type Of Shit
Out In Vegas Front Row To All The Fights And Shit
If 5-0 Boy Come, Then They'd Proudly Squeal
Cause Half These Rappers They +Blow+ Like Derek Foreal
If You Cross The Line, Damn Right I'm 'Gon Hurt Ya
These Faggot **** Even Made Gang Signs Commercial
Even Lil' Bow Wow Throwin It Up
B2k Crip Walkin Like That's What's Up!
Can't Keep Tellin Me To Speak About The Rucker
Matter Of Fact, I Don't Wanna Speak About The Rucker
Not Even Pee Wee Herman Could Imagine This
My **** Didn't Have To Play To Win The Championship, Come On!
[Chorus: Fat Joe
**** Don't Dance We Just Pull Up Our Pants
And Do The Rockaway, Now Lean Back, Lean Back, Lean Back, Lean Back
I Said My **** Don't Dance We Just Pull Up Our Pants
And Do The Rockaway, Now Lean Back, Lean Back, Lean Back, Lean Back
(Come On!)
[Outro: Fat Joe
Ha! Ha! Yeah! (Can You Hear Me?!)
Bronx, Bx Borough, Terror Squad, Uh (Ha!)
Big Pun Forever, Tony Montana Forever (Can You Hear Me?!)
Uh! Yeah! Streets Is Ours, Come On!!!
Nah Man, It Ain't Never Gon' Stop
Search!!! Raul!!! Jb, Fat Ant Come On!!! Uh!!
Written by: Fat Joe, Remy Ma, Scott Storch
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