text: DEM FRANCHIZE BOYZ\n\n\n\n\nLean wit it, rock wit it!\nLean wit it, rock wit it,\nLean wit it, rock wit it,\nLean wit it, rock wit it,\nLean wit it, rock wit it,\nLean wit it, rock wit it,\nLean wit it, rock wit it,\nLean wit it, rock wit it!\n\n[Verse 1]\nI bounce in the club so the ho's call me Rocky,\nPosted in the cut, and I'm lookin for a blockhead,\nYup in my white tee! I break a bitch back,\nAnd I keep a big bank, oh I think dey like dat!\nBefore I leave the house, i'm slizzard on a goose,\nAnd i'm higher then a plane, so a nigga really loose,\nAnd I can lean wit it, and I can rock wit it,\nAnd if u gotta friend, she gotta suck a cock wit it!\n\n[Verse 2]\nAy gon n rock wit it, gon n lean wit it,\nRock so damn hard, u break your spleen wit it,\nPull up ya jeans wit it, smoke some green wit it,\nN da spot aint crunk? bitch if we ain't in it?\nIf u dont wanna do it, then i'll make ya dance,\nPerfect example watch me make your face beat up my hands,\nWhen you see me hit the spot, betta watch dat boy,\nChalay, from the road and Dem Franchize Boyz!\n\n[Hook]\n\n[Verse 3]\nAin't too clean to wanna pop lock from left to right and make a lean,\nBobbin to da beat, check my feet, he ain't got these!\nI rock them, bend my knees everytime the beat drop lean wit it, rock wit it, freeze before yo fingers pop\nPurple lean, purple, green, grams in my socks\nWhat the fuck you mean u ain't seen Buddie on tha block?!\nThey call me Doctor Doc, I prescribe what a nigga need\nMake 'em lean and rock, old school people pat ya feet\n\n[Verse 4]\nYoung Pimpin in tha club, see dem hoes tryna act up\nCause the see my chain and a nigga throwin dem stacks up\nI keep a full clip and my pistol in my pants, I'm in da middle of da flo, they screamin "nigga do yo dance"\nNow you can roll yo arms, and just put 'em in rotation\nFrom side to side and snap yo fingaz like dem Temptaions\nBoy I'm all outta state doin the dance, they never seen that\nI ain't Fat Joe, but snap ya fingaz then ya lean back\n\n[Hook]\n\n[Verse 5]\nRock left den snap ya fingers, rock right den snap ya fingers,\nAyyy wats hannenin? lean wit me, rock wit me,\nGotta pill pop wit me, gon take a shot wit me,\nCall me Teddy, I got grams don't hate, nigga shop wit me,\nDME, SO SO DEF yeah we known bitch!\nFranchize aint got no money? shiiit hold on hold on bitch! Ayy\nRock left rock right you cna get that shit!\nLean Back Like Fat Joe and Snap yo wrist back\n\n[Verse 6]\nGangstas dont dance they lean wit it rock wit it\nClock wit me pop quickly ganstas gon rock wit me 1,2 pop then bring it\nCross the chest get nasty flash it go'on flex wit it do it how you want slow it up do\nThe matrix play wit it straight hit it get all they face wit it\nThis dance is 4 da killas da dillas da cut throats\nYou already kno the chillin the grow folk!\n\n[Hook]