Joe Budden - Gangsta Lean lyrics

[Hook x2] WOOAH (WOOAH) Wooah that girl Shhh (Shht shht) I wanna Woouuf you girl [Chorus] Oooh that girl, she's on the scene She be my gangsta She be my Lean Oooh that girl, she's in the crowd I see her looking, she wanna get down [Verse 1] Let's jump off, where there's no sleep for days Regular Joe's on the creep again If you 'bout it then prove that girl Show me you know how to that girl Like who's that girl taking over me, I'm the all as if that don't make her notice me I don't Curr- 'bout her man, I don't Curr- if she faithfull I only came out to see what I can Fanai-go She got boots, Highlights she very use to Lipgloss, Fragrance smelling like Cherry Nu-Gla Everything that she rock she look fine in it When she relaxing, baby is air clining it I got it bad for diva, I holla back But if she holla back, is proud as her Rep Now, can we get it, poppin', Boo Cuz you watching me, but I'm watching you [Chorus] Oooh that girl, she's on the scene She be my gangsta She be my Lean Oooh that girl, she's in the crowd I see her looking, she wanna get down [Verse 2] Now things look a little more lively I'm starting to think she really likes me Her body is starting to hipnotize me I'm 'bout to forget I got a wifey Look how she clings to me, I'm picturing her doing bad things to me Like up all ya is going down Oh, Oh yo she's going down But for real, for real, on the really real You ain't got to go yet, don't be silly could chill Hope later on if she feeling me still, I'm like "What's really good, What's really the deal" If you looking for that perfect man to hold you down ma Then *sip* this n***a, slow it down ma But holla if you need a ride back boo Or just for the record, know that I'm that Nucca [Chorus] [Hook] [Verse 3] Are you the type to give it up when you sleep with the rest Or the type that like this and say it's deeper than s** I know, You got a 2-way I need that contact Let's hit the dace floor I need that contact Ma, I got big plans for us She's a freak, she's skandalous Cuz the blue jeans I see Vicky Inprints We can puff off like Nikki Infrants Cuz I like how you do that, damn Pretty lady gone do that dance I got my fresh Nike's, Full pockets, and a crisp white Tee Understand I'm feeling good 'bout me By now, who's that, my side, all night And no I'm not drunk, but I'm high off life I tried to talk, but she ate me, dude Cuz she big on me, like I'm big on... (Big on...) [Chorus: repeat to fade]