Quavo - Leanin' lyrics

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Quavo - Leanin' lyrics

[Intro: Project Pat & (Juicy J)] Sippin' on some sizzurp, sippin' on some sizzurp (mmm) Sippin' on some, sippin', sippin' on some sizzurp (yeah) Pour it on up, it's goin' down (yeah) Sippin' on some sizzurp, sippin', sippin' on some sizzurp (Breezy) [Chorus: Chris Brown] I put that syrup in my double cup Chop and screwed, body on the way Leanin', leanin' Leanin', leanin' And baby, when you look into my eyes You know why they open wide Leanin', leanin' Leanin', leanin' All of these feelings, you catchin' feelings And seein' all the signs Leanin', leanin' Leanin', leanin' You pop this pill then tell me what you feelin' And take it for this ride Leanin', leanin' Leanin', leanin' [Verse 1: Juicy J] Got that soda bowl, then we glow, white girls put coke up their nose Shakin' a** for Juicy J, I'm throwin' money 'til they close Seen 'em all, seen me ball, pour it all, drank it all Got that blower in the car, just in case it go that far Roll up, pour up, what's the hold up? Hold up I be slowed up, dozed off, off that slow stuff, woke up I give no f**s, slow bucks, better than no bucks, so what? That b**h chose up, feed her, need no c**a, so up I be rackin' up the M's, f**in' hoes on film Blowin' strong like the weed in the gym Still sippin' that sizzurp I been ballin' like arenas And then two freaky foreign b**hes She ain't bad, told her don't bring her with them I let her spend the night if my girl with it We can have a threesome with them [Chorus: Chris Brown] I put that syrup in my double cup Chop and screwed, body on the way Leanin', leanin' Leanin', leanin' And baby, when you look into my eyes You know why they open wide Leanin', leanin' Leanin', leanin' All of these feelings, you catchin' feelings And seein' all the signs Leanin', leanin' Leanin', leanin' You pop this pill then tell me what you feelin' And take it for this ride Leanin', leanin' Leanin', leanin' [Verse 2: Quavo] (Quavo) Drank, drank, drank on me (drank on me) Yeah, they call me young Quavo (Quavo) Dropped the top, told your b**h, "Get in" She gon' do what I say so (skrrt, skrrt) She gon' do what I say so (skrrt, skrrt) I told her count up the pesos (count it up) Yeah, came from puttin' bricks in the cars like Maaco (bricks) I don't get tired when I'm whippin' pies Hit 'em with that circumcised choppers in my archive Came from servin' the fiends on 'em Now I'm in the coupe with the wings on it Now I'm just lookin' for somebody to lean Lean, lean, lean, lean on me I advise you to pay up (cash) Cut 'em off on the way up (cut 'em off) I'm on the boards like a layup On your hoe face more than makeup (bluh) Bet I beat you to the paper (I bet it) Cup filled with the Lakers (I bet it) Blunt filled with the Lakers (yeah) Bow, bow, I demolish a hater [Chorus: Chris Brown] I put that syrup in my double cup Chop and screwed, body on the way Leanin', leanin' Leanin', leanin' And baby, when you look into my eyes You know why they open wide Leanin', leanin' Leanin', leanin' All of these feelings, you catchin' feelings And seein' all the signs Leanin', leanin' Leanin', leanin' You pop this pill then tell me what you feelin' And take it for this ride Leanin', leanin' Leanin', leanin' [Outro: Project Pat] Sizzurp

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