Clipse - Gangsta Lean Lyrics
Gangsta Lean by Clipsefrom the Lord Willin' album[HOOK]Gimme somethin' to rollSomethin' gangstafiedGimme somethin' to rollSomethin' gangstafiedGimme somethin' to rollSomethin' gangstafiedHey hey Star Trak, Star TrakNow let's smoke and ride[CHORUS - Pharrell]Oh girl ya taste isSweet like mornin' dewI would go crazy girlIf I couldn't have none of youI said ya from JamaicaStraight outta my Mercedes trunkYou make me wanna roll ya upAnd then you make my body slumpWhich make a nigga have a gangsta lean(Talk about the gangsta lean)You make a nigga have a gangsta lean(Talk about the gangsta lean)Make a nigga have a gangsta leeean(Talk about the gangsta lean)You make a nigga have a gangsta lean(Talk about the gangsta lean)[Malice]I only love her on occasionsKeep my heart racin'Love to take her on vacationsWhere the time zone changes and money exchangesAnd meters and kilometers on the dials of the rangesFar away with my Jamacian sexy everyday is like a holidayThe cheeba got me in a slum sleeperBut when I try to leave her I just find out that it's cheaper to keep herPlus she keep my thoughts deeper, really zonin'Like my Cali homies 6-4 rollin'Or them Deroit 'Lacs trimmed in goldenOr my Texas family 150 white strollin'Damn, I was caught up in the MatrixBut not Keanu Reaves, as she rolls in bamboo leavesI think a way to ship off these piano keysSince the traffic in a gangsta lean[Pharrell]You make a nigga have a gangsta lean(Talk about the gangsta lean)You make a nigga have a gangsta lean(Talk about the
