(feat. T.I.)
Let me see you bounce right to left and let your shoulder lean
Let your shoulder lean, just let your shoulder lean
Ay, get it right, two step, and let your shoulder lean, let your shoulder lean
Just let your shoulder lean
Let me see you bounce right to left and let your shoulder lean
Let your shoulder lean, just let your shoulder lean
Ay, get it right, two step, and let your shoulder lean, let your shoulder lean
Just let your shoulder lean
Dro, I'm clean in dis b***h
Now I'm finna shoulder lean in this b***h
N***a buck, carbon 15 in dis b***h
This Grand Hustle team of kings is getting rich
I lean and get lit, lima bean 6
I take breath, the opposite of primotine mist
I ride 26, and let my nine screens flip
Trunk be watchin Oprah, Mac 9 up in a clip
Triple black phantom, n***a nah it ain't Tip
With Lucky Charm diamonds man, but nah it ain't Flip
Can't bounce, okay, then I let my shoulder lean
And I bet my car talk, and I bet my motor clean
Suicide doors, brown Rover look like pork and beans
Everybody know me in the club, cause they smoking me
Dro, h**s scoping me, ice come from Boca Raton
Hundred karats have 'em froze for an eon
Red, black, and white Chevy, now I'm riding Deion
Put them lights off in my rims, now I'm riding neon
Our cars look like crayon, h**s know I'm the man though
I can shoulder lean, I don't how to dance though
Let me see you bounce right to left and let your shoulder lean
Let your shoulder lean, just let your shoulder lean
Ay, get it right, two step, and let your shoulder lean, let your shoulder lean
Just let your shoulder lean
Let me see you bounce right to left and let your shoulder lean
Let your shoulder lean, just let your shoulder lean
Ay, get it right, two step, and let your shoulder lean, let your shoulder lean
Just let your shoulder lean
Dro, I'm clean in dis b***h
Now I'm finna shoulder lean in this b***h
N***a buck, carbon 15 in dis b***h
This Grand Hustle team of kings is getting rich
I lean and get lit, lima bean 6
I take breath, the opposite of primotine mist
I ride 26, and let my nine screens flip
Trunk be watchin Oprah, Mac 9 up in a clip
Triple black phantom, n***a nah it ain't Tip
With Lucky Charm diamonds man, but nah it ain't Flip
Can't bounce, okay, then I let my shoulder lean
And I bet my car talk, and I bet my motor clean
Suicide doors, brown Rover look like pork and beans
Everybody know me in the club, cause they smoking me
Dro, h**s scoping me, ice come from Boca Raton
Hundred karats have 'em froze for an eon
Red, black, and white Chevy, now I'm riding Deion
Put them lights off in my rims, now I'm riding neon
Our cars look like crayon, h**s know I'm the man though
I can shoulder lean, I don't how to dance though
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