[Intro}

Owwwwww! Uh!

I said my **** 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 **** 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 **** 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

****, Im from New Heaven, Connecticut; 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 mil' for the charm, ****, 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 **** 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, **** 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 **** 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 **** 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 **** 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!)