Lean Back Remix
{Verso 1 Lloyd Banks}
From now on refer to me as mister
Then becareful who you lock arms with cuz the word'll be dissin ya
I deserve to be the victor
I watch who i talk around cuz the burner'll be the listner
With the urgency to whisper the shit
That'll have you layin in emergency for surgery to fix ya
I turned pro about a year ago
Im still mackin. performance is the only time i hear a hoe
Im frum a place where the ceilin go
Wе slop buckets in the water and thе wallpapers peelin slow
And i ain't greedy the ballteek can come and go
All for classic they all need to hear me blow
Cuz they dont do it like this
Sippin on a fluid like Cris with a blue and white wrist
Now im able to list more figures and im tired of shittin frum now on i just piss on n***as
[Verse 3: Young Buck]
I know I got a dirty mouth, bitch, I'm from the South
I'm nuttin' like what you don' seen or you don' heard about
I'm in my best on the block, a vest and a Glock, and the rest in my sock
Unless I was Pac, you won't see me with a cross on my back
Gotta do my own thang, I can't copy that cat
Let me holla at ya for a minute, man
You stand for nuttin', n***a, you'll fall for anything
I'm busting any brain, they say that I'm insane but I came in this game with cocaine in my veins
What I'm saying, that I'm trained to go and turn a penny to a 20, you complain
I rather work with what he sent me, ain't it strange
How I went from a hooptie to a Bentley?
I ain't change, I'm in the hood
You want me? come and get me
Feel my pain, but don't feel sorry for me
Cause there some kids in Somalia with nothing to eat, motherfucker
From now on refer to me as mister
Then becareful who you lock arms with cuz the word'll be dissin ya
I deserve to be the victor
I watch who i talk around cuz the burner'll be the listner
With the urgency to whisper the shit
That'll have you layin in emergency for surgery to fix ya
I turned pro about a year ago
Im still mackin. performance is the only time i hear a hoe
Im frum a place where the ceilin go
Wе slop buckets in the water and thе wallpapers peelin slow
And i ain't greedy the ballteek can come and go
All for classic they all need to hear me blow
Cuz they dont do it like this
Sippin on a fluid like Cris with a blue and white wrist
Now im able to list more figures and im tired of shittin frum now on i just piss on n***as
[Verse 3: Young Buck]
I know I got a dirty mouth, bitch, I'm from the South
I'm nuttin' like what you don' seen or you don' heard about
I'm in my best on the block, a vest and a Glock, and the rest in my sock
Unless I was Pac, you won't see me with a cross on my back
Gotta do my own thang, I can't copy that cat
Let me holla at ya for a minute, man
You stand for nuttin', n***a, you'll fall for anything
I'm busting any brain, they say that I'm insane but I came in this game with cocaine in my veins
What I'm saying, that I'm trained to go and turn a penny to a 20, you complain
I rather work with what he sent me, ain't it strange
How I went from a hooptie to a Bentley?
I ain't change, I'm in the hood
You want me? come and get me
Feel my pain, but don't feel sorry for me
Cause there some kids in Somalia with nothing to eat, motherfucker