Ya Dig - Young Jeezy

Lean wit' it, rock wit' it

Nah I ain’t dancin', I’m just whippin them grams up

Got the stove on medium, I’m cheffing them yams up

Got a nigga waiting at the store, 'nother at my trap house

Weigh it, bag it, tie it, then I smash out!

I betcha can’t do it like me (nope!)

Stretch four ways like Laffy Taffy

Bet it come back white, like Fabo’s glasses

This is business as usual, I’m a usual suspect

Not Carlito’s, but Jeezy’s way

You want a 125, and that’s easy pay

I’m out, just re’d up yesterday!

Lean wit' it, Rock wit' it

Body rock, body rock, chopper make ya body rock

Monday night, Magic City, throw yo grands on that hoe!

In the club 100 deep throwin' grands on the flo'

Meet me at the mall, it’s goin' down

Slick Pulla off probation, bout to clown

Got stacks on deck, and the work around the corner

I still keep it at my auntie house

Get it right, whip the yams, and let the pyrex lean

Can you believe this bitch asked me to see my grill?

They say shawty stay wit' it, she a beast in the bed

My patna turned me on, he said her name was Blockhead (Ha Ha!)