Sippin' Lean
Soulja Boy

Sippin' Lean

Sipping on this lean, sipping on this lean
Sipping on this lean, sipping on this lean
Man, I got codeine, I got promethazine
Man, I got codeine, I got promethazine
Sipping on this lean, sipping on this lean
Sipping on this lean, sipping on this lean
I got codeine, I got promethazine
I got codeine, I got promethazine

Sipping on this lean and my ice froze
All by Cuban links from the North Pole
Shorty say she know me, well, I don't know
Had her in the bed, in a figure fold
I be sipping lean, keep my heart cold
9 mm right next to my door
I be riding, flexing right on Stilton Road
That nigga ain't pouring up, I stay, pull
I be riding clean 'cause they know I'm flexing
I be riding Bugatti, I don't ride in Lexus
No, I be sipping lean, I'm a call a fiend
I'm a take the belly, miss 'em with some Louis jeans

Sipping on this lean, sipping on this lean
Sipping on this lean, sipping on this lean
I got codeine and promethazine
I got codeine and promethazine
Sipping on this lean, sipping on this lean
Sipping on this lean, sipping on this lean
I got codeine, I got promethazine
I got codeine, I got promethazine

Sipping on this lean, man, I gotta pee
Call my plug up, I need all that Actavis
Riding through my hood, we call it the steaks
I be playing 'round with 'bout 20 mil'
20 bricks duffle all up in my bag
100 bands 'cause it make my pants sack
Riding through my hood, they say what's up with that
A hood nigga but I got a platinum black