Lean Back (Remix) Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Jon]
Stop! It's the motherfucking remix!

[Intro: Mase & (Lil Jon)]
Uhh! Yeah, Harlem is back (TS)
Who in the world want a problem with that? (Fo' real)
I heard Harlem is back (You know we had to do the remix)
Who in the world want a problem with that?
(Yeah! Eminem nigga!)
Uhh! Yeah, Harlem is back (Lil Jon nigga!)
Who in the world want a problem with that? (Mason Betha!)
I heard Harlem is back (Fat Joe!)
Who in the world want a problem with that? (Let's go!)

[Chorus: Fat Joe]
Said my niggas don't dance
We just pull up our pants and do the rockaway
Now lean back, lean back
Lean back, lean back
Said my niggas don't dance
We just pull up our pants and do the rockaway
Now lean back, lean back
Lean back, lean back, come on

[Verse 1: Ma$e]
You know it's deja vu, and the day y'all do
It'll be the day y'all bleed
Wrist minus eighty degrees
King of Harlem, ain't nobody made me leave
Who else could take five years off?

Cold turkey? Come back and fly lears off
Cats front leave them leaning like Smirnoff
If haters wanna hate, then it's their loss
Come up in the Rucker with all my Jake's on
Car grills so big you can cook a steak on
People hear Ma$e call them wanna get their mase on
You hot 16, I'm a very great song
They beating on the DJ booth 'fore the Ma$e song
You play Clark Kent, you better have your cape on
Plenty homes Mansion many rooms
My necklace, 2Xs and three Bentley bulls
Lean back, lean back, lean back
'Cause he's back, come on
Lean back, lean back, lean back
'Cause he's back, come on
[Interlude 1: Lil Jon]
Eminem, what's up! Hey!

[Verse 2: Eminem], & Lil Jon
You don't want no problems with Harlem
You don't want no problems with the boogie-down Bronxster
You don't want no drama with the blonde bomber
Original Don Dada of the blonde bottle
The model from White America

Then Joe, the spokesperson for the Latino
Then we got Ma$e back to re-per-e-sent
E-ver-y-thing else in between
Including the percentages of the rest we don't
The best from each coast, the midwest to the dirty-dirty
Even further to Miami, all the way back to Californ-i-a
It'd probably be best right now if I warn Dre
(Yo Dre)
To get on the horn and tell I'm about the storm coming all our way
So tell a pal, grab a gal right now, get on the floor, why wait?
Shake that ass a little more my way, but baby, I don't dance
Not that I can't, there's a pistol in my pants, come on

[Chorus: Fat Joe]
Said my niggas don't dance
We just pull up our pants and do the rockaway
Now lean back, lean back
Lean back, lean back, come on
Said my niggas don't dance
We just pull up our pants and do the rockaway
Now lean back, lean back
Lean back, lean back, come on
[Verse 3: Remy Ma]
Ayo, Remy pop but I'm hot like an out of state spot
And anybody think I'm not, you're found in a vacant lot
You don't really wanna run with the one chick
Who smoke dutchess for lunches, da castle hill, I ain't luncheon
Now, it's on it for the Terror Squad
Pun, Prospect, Sunshine, Geddy, Crack and Remy Ma
It's not a chick in the game want it
My 16 so mean, put 20 G's and my chain on it
Quick to flip, I ain't the average chick
I'm packin' a MAC in the back of the forty-five past six
And you know, I got enough goons to crush a country
Any dude disrespectin' Pun, he better play then run C
Bring your mans and then we handle him
Then we gon' Timbaland trample 'em, then we pull the cans in them
Lean back 'cause I ain't never worry
See, I'm forever glory, smackin' up any chick in my territory

[Chorus: Fat Joe]
Said my niggas don't dance
We just pull up our pants and do the rockaway
Now lean back, lean back
Lean back, lean back
Said my niggas don't dance
We just pull up our pants and do the rockaway
Now lean back, lean back
Lean back, lean back
Come on
[Verse 4: Fat Joe & Lil Jon]
No Judas or cowardice or Cain's brother
Abel is able to stop me, nigga, not me!
Got the streets asking "Damn, who can top P?"
Summer Jam? Killed it, man, I did it all with one beat
I guess I'm bi-coastal now
Took a down south brother to bring your boy out (What?!)

As the wheel keeps spinning
I can hear niggas thinking, "Crack got one hit, then he out"
Nope! Joey bring them semi's out
Force you and yours to pour a little Henny out
So much rappers acting in the game
I had to tell them put the mic away and run and get your Emmy's out (Uh)
Lean back, motherfuckers (Yeah)
This here's a three-peat, we back at the Rucker
It's Cook Coke Crack, preach it to ya, brother
The Mike Moore rap and preach you motherfuckers

[Chorus: Fat Joe]
Said my niggas don't dance
We just pull up our pants and do the rockaway
Now lean back, lean back
Lean back, lean back
Said my niggas don't dance
We just pull up our pants and do the rockaway
Now lean back, lean back
Lean back, lean back
Come on

[Outro: Lil Jon]
Said my niggas don't dance we just pull out our gats
And say blow your back away, fuck nigga
Lean back, lean back
Lean back, lean back
I said my niggas don't dance we just pull out our gats
And say blow your back away, bitch nigga
Lean back, lean back
Lean back, lean back
Hey!

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With the original version of “Lean Back” topping the Billboard Hot 100 and achieving gold status, Terror Squad’s Fat Joe and Remy Ma return with the crunk remix produced by Lil Jon and featuring verses from Eminem and Mase.

Fat Joe spoke about the remix in an interview with Complex:

[With the remix] Lil’ Jon was like the hardest producer at the time, so I got him to flip it. The dirty south shit was popping and Lil’ Jon was hottest in the game. I said, ‘My nigga, I want it to sound just like ‘Lean Back,’ but with that bounce. Because, how am I going to change the whole beat up when everyone was saying that was the beat of the year? But I said [to Lil’ Jon], ‘Throw that crunk shit to it, and let’s go from there.’

Me and Eminem were cool before he even had a record deal. I wouldn’t dare ask him for a favor. But [DJ] Khaled was gassing me and this is when he was a little nigga in the crew. He kept telling me, ‘Get the whiteboy!’ I was like, ‘Nah, I ain’t gonna bother him.’ And he was like, ‘I’m telling you, that’s your man. He’ll do it!’

So I went and I asked him. And he hit me back like, ‘Yo Joe, you know you got one favor. Is this it?’ Eminem [actually rapped at first] on the original. And he was asking me, ‘Yo, why did you change the beat?!?’ And he’s another nigga [like Nas on ‘John Blaze’] who sent me mad verses. He did like 10 ‘Lean Back’ verses. He’s a perfectionist. It was incredible already. I didn’t understand why he would keep sending other ones.

I brought Mase back [and put him on the remix too]. Not only did I get Mase after he retired, I told him he had to spit gangster shit. And he just came out of church!

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Recorded At
Jerusalem Studios, Miami, FL, Lil Jon s Crib, Miami, FL & Stankonia Recordings, Atlanta
Release Date
June 14, 2005
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