Songtexte Smokin' and Leanin' (feat. Botany Boyz) - DJ Screw & Botany Boyz
                                                Yeah 
                                                this 
                                                that 
                                                motherfucking 
                                                B.G. 
                                                Gator, 
                                                off 
                                                that 
                                                Botany
 
                                    
                                
                                                Coming 
                                                from 
                                                that 
                                                Southside, 
                                                of 
                                                Twoston 
                                                Texas
 
                                    
                                
                                                Where 
                                                niggas 
                                                known, 
                                                for 
                                                rolling 
                                                in 
                                                teras
 
                                    
                                
                                                Swangas, 
                                                and 
                                                cock 
                                                back 
                                                chambers
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                right 
                                                about 
                                                now, 
                                                my 
                                                big 
                                                homies 
                                                bout 
                                                to 
                                                loc 
                                                up
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                drop 
                                                some 
                                                shit 
                                                for 
                                                y'all 
                                                G's, 
                                                sluts 
                                                and 
                                                pimps 
                                                peep 
                                                game
 
                                    
                                
                                                Smoke, 
                                                till 
                                                you 
                                                can't 
                                                smoke 
                                                no 
                                                mo'
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lean, 
                                                think 
                                                about 
                                                it 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                dreams
 
                                    
                                
                                                Smoke, 
                                                till 
                                                you 
                                                can't 
                                                smoke 
                                                no 
                                                mo'
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lean, 
                                                think 
                                                about 
                                                it 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                dreams
 
                                    
                                
                                                Well 
                                                I'm 
                                                smoking 
                                                smoking, 
                                                high 
                                                off 
                                                that 
                                                endo
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ready 
                                                to 
                                                hit 
                                                the 
                                                switch 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                bitch, 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                pinto
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                Botany 
                                                Boys 
                                                got 
                                                static, 
                                                tragic
 
                                    
                                
                                                Automatics, 
                                                get 
                                                your 
                                                ass 
                                                whipped 
                                                like 
                                                them 
                                                addict
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                ain't 
                                                playing 
                                                no 
                                                games, 
                                                we 
                                                just 
                                                swanging 
                                                them 
                                                thangs
 
                                    
                                
                                                Creeping 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                Clover, 
                                                where 
                                                the 
                                                real 
                                                niggas 
                                                hang
 
                                    
                                
                                                Catch 
                                                us 
                                                flipping 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                blades, 
                                                or 
                                                them 
                                                1-2-3's
 
                                    
                                
                                                Or 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                kitchen, 
                                                cooking 
                                                    a 
                                                whole 
                                                bunch 
                                                of 
                                                G's
 
                                    
                                
                                                Got 
                                                to 
                                                get 
                                                my 
                                                pay 
                                                on, 
                                                my 
                                                lean 
                                                and 
                                                my 
                                                strut
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now 
                                                the 
                                                Botany 
                                                Boys, 
                                                busting 
                                                caps
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                get 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                do', 
                                                like 
                                                that 
                                                Riddick 
                                                Bowe
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                leaning 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                fo', 
                                                right 
                                                before 
                                                    I 
                                                do 
                                                    a 
                                                show
 
                                    
                                
                                                Smoking 
                                                and 
                                                leaning, 
                                                is 
                                                my 
                                                hobby
 
                                    
                                
                                                Everytime 
                                                you 
                                                see 
                                                me, 
                                                    I 
                                                be 
                                                out 
                                                trying 
                                                to 
                                                get 
                                                mine
 
                                    
                                
                                                Laws 
                                                peeping 
                                                me 
                                                trying 
                                                to 
                                                get 
                                                nine, 
                                                think 
                                                I'm 
                                                slipping
 
                                    
                                
                                                Cause 
                                                I'm 
                                                sipping, 
                                                on 
                                                boonswine
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                I'm 
                                                on 
                                                my 
                                                P's 
                                                and 
                                                Q's, 
                                                my 
                                                homies 
                                                G's 
                                                and 
                                                fools
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                golden 
                                                rule 
                                                stay 
                                                true, 
                                                never 
                                                cap 
                                                always 
                                                strapped
 
                                    
                                
                                                Rolling 
                                                18's, 
                                                on 
                                                Dunlaps
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                    a 
                                                400 
                                                Lexus, 
                                                from 
                                                Mo' 
                                                Money 
                                                Texas
 
                                    
                                
                                                Brother 
                                                be 
                                                plexing, 
                                                but 
                                                    I 
                                                be 
                                                stressing
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                feelings, 
                                                1-87 
                                                killing 
                                                now 
                                                I'm 
                                                chilling
 
                                    
                                
                                                At 
                                                my 
                                                crib, 
                                                on 
                                                my 
                                                leather 
                                                high 
                                                as 
                                                ever
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                real, 
                                                    I 
                                                gotta 
                                                keep 
                                                myself 
                                                together
 
                                    
                                
                                                Smoke, 
                                                till 
                                                you 
                                                can't 
                                                smoke 
                                                no 
                                                mo'
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lean, 
                                                think 
                                                about 
                                                it 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                dreams
 
                                    
                                
                                                Smoke, 
                                                till 
                                                you 
                                                can't 
                                                smoke 
                                                no 
                                                mo'
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lean, 
                                                think 
                                                about 
                                                it 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                dreams
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                smoke 
                                                sweet 
                                                after 
                                                sweet, 
                                                cause 
                                                    I 
                                                can't 
                                                do 
                                                without 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lean 
                                                hard 
                                                on 
                                                that 
                                                drank, 
                                                till 
                                                    I 
                                                start 
                                                to 
                                                dream 
                                                about 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wake 
                                                up 
                                                and 
                                                can't 
                                                wait, 
                                                puffing 
                                                dank
 
                                    
                                
                                                Mix 
                                                another 
                                                drank, 
                                                mind 
                                                focused 
                                                on 
                                                my 
                                                bank
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                your 
                                                average 
                                                everyday 
                                                G, 
                                                yup 
                                                it's 
                                                me 
                                                Head
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ripping 
                                                up 
                                                the 
                                                beat, 
                                                hooked 
                                                up 
                                                by 
                                                the 
                                                D-Red
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                the 
                                                G's 
                                                got 
                                                my 
                                                back, 
                                                grab 
                                                your 
                                                gat 
                                                and 
                                                start 
                                                busting
 
                                    
                                
                                                Botany 
                                                Big 
                                                Shots, 
                                                produced 
                                                by 
                                                Platinum 
                                                Productions
 
                                    
                                
                                                Southside 
                                                Playaz, 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                motherfucking 
                                                house
 
                                    
                                
                                                Smoking 
                                                and 
                                                leaning, 
                                                stacking 
                                                the 
                                                green 
                                                and 
                                                breaking 
                                                the 
                                                haters 
                                                off
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now 
                                                let 
                                                me 
                                                hit 
                                                the 
                                                killer 
                                                herb, 
                                                like 
                                                it 
                                                ain't 
                                                shit
 
                                    
                                
                                                Grab 
                                                the 
                                                boons 
                                                of 
                                                syrup,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Time 
                                                to 
                                                get 
                                                the 
                                                drank 
                                                mix 
                                                wanna 
                                                smoke 
                                                    I 
                                                wanna 
                                                lean
 
                                    
                                
                                                Smoke, 
                                                till 
                                                you 
                                                can't 
                                                smoke 
                                                no 
                                                mo'
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lean, 
                                                think 
                                                about 
                                                it 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                dreams
 
                                    
                                
                                                Smoke, 
                                                till 
                                                you 
                                                can't 
                                                smoke 
                                                no 
                                                mo'
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lean, 
                                                think 
                                                about 
                                                it 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                dreams
 
                                    
                                
                                                Smoke 
                                                made 
                                                me 
                                                choke, 
                                                as 
                                                I'm 
                                                coming 
                                                down 
                                                clowning
 
                                    
                                
                                                Codeine 
                                                on 
                                                my 
                                                mind, 
                                                as 
                                                I'm 
                                                coming 
                                                down 
                                                McGowen
 
                                    
                                
                                                Nothing 
                                                but 
                                                players 
                                                and 
                                                pimps, 
                                                walking 
                                                with 
                                                limps
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                hustlers 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                macks, 
                                                separate 
                                                the 
                                                busters 
                                                and 
                                                simps
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                boy 
                                                when 
                                                you 
                                                step, 
                                                you 
                                                better 
                                                step 
                                                with 
                                                respect
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ain't 
                                                    a 
                                                start 
                                                ain't 
                                                none 
                                                involved, 
                                                or 
                                                dumping 
                                                with 
                                                the 
                                                techs
 
                                    
                                
                                                Automatic 
                                                weapons, 
                                                when 
                                                I'm 
                                                coming 
                                                down 
                                                wrecking
 
                                    
                                
                                                Seventeen 
                                                shot 
                                                Glocks, 
                                                when 
                                                the 
                                                jackers 
                                                start 
                                                to 
                                                stepping
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                it 
                                                should, 
                                                    I 
                                                do 
                                                just 
                                                chill 
                                                with 
                                                my 
                                                crew
 
                                    
                                
                                                Get 
                                                some 
                                                killer 
                                                from 
                                                that 
                                                Mello, 
                                                and 
                                                smoke 
                                                    a 
                                                ounce 
                                                or 
                                                two
 
                                    
                                
                                                Why 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                haters, 
                                                wait 
                                                scoping 
                                                the 
                                                scheme
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'ma 
                                                keep 
                                                making 
                                                paper, 
                                                straight 
                                                smoking 
                                                and 
                                                leaning
 
                                    
                                
                                                Smoke, 
                                                till 
                                                you 
                                                can't 
                                                smoke 
                                                no 
                                                mo'
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lean, 
                                                think 
                                                about 
                                                it 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                dreams
 
                                    
                                
                                                Smoke, 
                                                till 
                                                you 
                                                can't 
                                                smoke 
                                                no 
                                                mo'
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lean, 
                                                think 
                                                about 
                                                it 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                dreams
 
                                    
                                 
                            1 Watch Yo Screw
2 Sailin Da South
3 Smokin' and Leanin' (feat. Botany Boyz)
4 No Way Out (feat. Al-D)
5 Foe Life (feat. Mack 10)
6 Servin A Deuce
7 Sippin Codine
8 Elbows Swangin'
9 High with the Blanksta (feat. PSK-13)
10 G-Ride (feat. Flava)
11 Why You Hatin' Me (feat. Al-D)
12 Cloverland (feat. Botany Boyz)
13 Pimp Tha Pen
14 South Side (Three In the Morning) [feat. Mass 187]
15 Screwed Up Click (Bonus Track)
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