• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Lean Back - Killa Kyleon
• Lean Back - Terror Squad
• Lean Back - Whispertown 2000
• Lean Back - Paula Campbell

[talking]
Boss Hogg Outlawz, yeah
Yeah-yeah, Killa
[Hook x2]
See my niggaz don't dance, we just go in our pants
And, pull the glock and spray
[Kyleon]
K to the Wizz-I, L to the E-zie
Not Snoop D-O-double G, but he off the heezie
Diamond chain and the big badge, got 'em freezy
Houston we have a problem, please believe me
I'm the hottest, from Compton to Queens
In Dead End, I'm the cat that they bump in the 'Leans
And on the way to the club, 'fore they jump in they jeans
I be all in they walkman, while they pump to the fiends
Here's a sample, and you ain't got to clear it
I be the shit round this bitch, you gon know it 'fore you hear it
So, lean back like Fat Joe
Before this gat blow, and leave your face swoll up like Sachmo
I'm at the top, way ahead of you motherfuckers
Not Bernie Mac, but I ain't scared of you motherfuckers
I got novacaine shots, that'll deaden you motherfuckers
When I pull out the glock, and put lead in you motherfuckers
You get put, in a bag like trash
When I ride on your ass, like glass
Now you a memory, a thing of the past
When I cock back, and put sixteen in your mask
I run Houston, like I's the mayor
And I don't pimp to these hoes, cause I's a playa
I'm a pimp, I'll leave tricking to you guys to pay her
I just scoop her up, and take her to the Telly and lay her
I keep heat, like a bon fire
I retired my hands with Jigga Man, all you get is gun fire
Now knuckle up, and try to fight the bullet
And see if you Bruce Leeroy, and can fight the bullet bitch
[talking]
Boss Hogg Outlawz, Day 1 Familia
You're now officially in the hood, ya know
You hitting the corners, but while you hitting the corners
Here's a few thangs, you need to know about
"Boyz N Blue" it's in stores now, so go pick that up
Sir Daily & Lil' Mel "Money Hungry" that's in stores now
So go pick that up, then we got PJ "The Rap Hustler" coming
That's July 30th, also be on the look out
For the "Boyz N Blue" DVD, and we got the soundtrack
"The Boyz N Blue G-Mixes", it's gon be some good shit
Coming your way mayn so, while you in the hood
Keep that on your mind, and fuck with your boy

Yeah... My niggas...
Throw ya hands in the air right now man...
Feel this shit right here...
I don't give a fuck 'bout your fault or mishappenin's,
Nigga we from the Bronx, New York... shit happens,
Kids clappin' love to spark the place,
Half the niggas on the squad got a scar on they face,
It's a cold world, and this is ice,
Half a mil' for the charm, nigga this is life.
Got the phantom in front building Trinity Ave.
10 years been legit they still figure me bad.
As a youngin', I was too much to cope with.
Why you think, mo'fuckers nick-named me, Cook Coke shit.
Should've been called Don robbery, extorsion or maybe grand larceny...
I did it all, I put the pieces to the puzzle,
This long, I knew me and my peoples was gon' bubble.
Came out the gate, no I didn't flow Joe shit.
Fat nigga with shotty was the logo kid.
Said my niggas don't dance,
we just pull up the pants and,
Do the Roc-away.
Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back.
I said my niggas don't dance,
See we just pull up the pants and,
Do the Roc-away.
Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back.
R to the E'zzy',
M to the whizz-i
My arms stay breezy,
The Don's stay fizz-i,
Got a date at 8, the day I was in the 740'fizz-i,
And I just bought a bike so I can ride til' I die,
With a matchin' jacket,
Bout' to cop me a mansion,
My niggas in the club, but you know they not dancin'.
We gangsta, and gangstas don't dance- we boogie,
So nevermind how we got in here with the burners and hoodies.
Listen we don't pay admission,
And bouncers don't check us,
And we walk around the metal detectors.
And there really ain't no need for a VIP section in the middle of the dance floor,
Reckless, check it, said it?!
Like my necklace, started relaxin' now, that's what the fuck I call a chain reaction.
See, money ain't a thing nigga, we still the same nigga, flows just changed
now we 'bout to change the game nigga.
Said my niggas don't dance,
we just pull up the pants and,
Do the Roc-away.
Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back.
I said my niggas don't dance,
we just pull up the pants and,
Do the Roc-away.
Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back.
Now we livin' better now,
Gucci sweater now,
And that G4 could fly through, any weather now,
See niggas get tight, when you worth some millions.
That's why I sport the chincilla to hurt they feelin's.
Your can find Joe Crack at all type of shit,
Out at Vegas front roll on all the fights and shit,
If I visited Compton, they'd prolly squeel.
'Cause half these rappers dead broke like dirick fa' real.
If you cross the line damn right, I'm gon' hurt you,
These faggot niggas even made gang signs commercials.
Even Lil' Bow Wow throwin' it up,
B2K crip walkin' like that's what's up.
Kay keep tellin' me to speak about rucker,
Matter of fact, I don't wanna speak about the rucker,
Not even Pee-Wee Kirkland could imagine this,
My niggas didn't have to play to win the championship.
my niggas don't dance,
we just pull up the pants and,
Do the Roc-away.
Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back.
I said my niggas don't dance,
we just pull up the pants and,
Do the Roc-away.

lean back, lean back, lean back, wine
throwin' back a six pack in the afterlife
lean back, lean back, lean back, wine
spirits all the time
piano all dressed in white
sway and play your blues away
in the afterlife
piano man dressed in white
singin', playin' judgement day away
oh, clouds beneath your feet, or the heat
grandma, grandpa, by your side
spot his wagging tail in the afterlife
grandma, grandpa, by your side
spirits all the time
oh, clouds beneath your feet, or the heat
oh it is like California
'cause i'll sure miss the ocean
i'm not good with the hear
oh once you're in, do you stay there?
do your sins turn to thin air?
do you just disappear?
lean back, lean back, lean back, wine
throwin' back a six pack in the afterlife
lean back, lean back, lean back, wine
spirits all the time
piano all dressed in white
sway and play your blues away
in the afterlife 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9

Artist: Paula Campbell
Album: I am Paula Campbell (2007)
Song: Ain’t Nobody Stupid
Lyrics:
5 in the mornin’
Lights in the window he just got home
14 hours: how long he been gone
Not that I was counting
But he said he’s only be gone for 3
Now 3 done come and gone
I think anybody can see what’s going on
He walks in smelling like her cheap perfume
Smiling at me talkin’ bout “what’s wrong wit’ you?”
Boy nice try (baby, nice try)
Really thought you could play me
Baby, ain’t nobody stupid
Ain’t nobody, ain’t nobody stupid
No, ain’t nobody, ain’t nobody stupid
Say goodbye (Say goodbye baby)
‘cause it’s time for you to leave us baby
Ain’t nobody, ain’t nobody stupid
He said, “baby hang on”
No, ain’t nobody, ain’t nobody stupid
“You know I was hangin out with Carter started drinking trippin’ all I had was Carona”
Baby slow down
There ain’t no lying your way out of this one now
So I said hey, boy c’mon do I got idiot scribbled across my …?
You smell like that chick plus Patron
Took a minute but your true colors have shown
Boy nice try (nice try)
Really thought you could play me
Baby, ain’t nobody stupid
Ain’t nobody, ain’t nobody stupid
No, ain’t nobody, ain’t nobody stupid
Say goodbye (Say goodbye baby)
‘cause it’s time for you to leave us baby
Ain’t nobody, ain’t nobody stupid
No, ain’t nobody, ain’t nobody stupid
Baby I been around for a little while
Had my share of playing games
But I put my games away so I could be the one for you
And there ain’t nothing you can say that I ain’t heard before
Boy, your lies all sound the same
But I had my last cry today
Look what you made me do
Am I still the same?
Boy nice try (nice try)
Really thought you could play me
Baby, ain’t nobody stupid
Ain’t nobody, ain’t nobody stupid
No, ain’t nobody, ain’t nobody stupid
Say goodbye (Say goodbye)
‘cause it’s time for you to leave us baby
Ain’t nobody, ain’t nobody stupid
No, ain’t nobody, ain’t nobody stupid
Boy nice try (nice try)
Really thought you could play me
Baby, ain’t nobody stupid
Ain’t nobody, ain’t nobody stupid
No, ain’t nobody, ain’t nobody stupid
Say goodbye (Say goodbye)
Yes it’s time for you to leave us baby
Ain’t nobody, ain’t nobody stupid
No, ain’t nobody, ain’t nobody stupid