Lean Back
Fat Joe; Remy; Terror Squad Lyrics


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Stop
It's the mother fucking remix

Uh yea Harlem in tact
Who in the world wanna problem with that?
For real I heard Harlem is back
Who in the world wanna problem with that?
Uh yea Harlem is back
Who in the world wanna problem with that?
You know I heard Harlem is back
Who in the world wanna problem with that?

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
I 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

Yo yo yo yo its deja vu
And the day y'all do
It'll be the day y'all bleed
Wrist minus 80 degrees
King of Harlem ain't nobody made me leave
Who else could take 5 years off
Cold turkey come back and fly lears off
Cats front leave them leaning like Smirnoff
If haters wanna hate then its 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$e call em' wanna get their mase on
You hot 16 I'm a very great song
Been beating on the DJ before the Ma$e song
You play Clake Kent you better have your cape on
Plenty homes mansion many rooms
My necklace, 2 ex's and 3 Bentley bulls now lean back

Lean back, lean back, 'cause he's back (come on)
Lean back, lean back, lean back, 'cause he's back

You don't want no problems with Harlem
You don't want no problems with the boogie down Bronkster
You don't want no drama with the blond bomber
Original don dotta of the blond bottle
The model from white America
Then Joe the spokesperson for the Latino
Then we got Ma$e back to represent everything else in between including the
Percentages of the press 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 would probably be best right now if I warned Dre to get on the horn and
Tell him about the storm coming all our way
So tell him pack grab a gat right now get on the floor I'll 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

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
I 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)

Ayo, Remy pop but I'm hot
Like an out of state spot
And any body think I'm not
You're found in a vacant lot
You don't really wanna run wit the one chick who smoke dutchess for lunchess
The castle hill I ain't luncheon
Now its on it 4 the terror squad, pun, prospect, sunshine, geddy, crack and Remy Ma
It's the hottest chick, in this game want it
Mah 16 so mean, put 20 g's and my chain on it
Quik to flip
I ain't the average chick
Im packin' a mac in the back of the 45 pass 6
And you know I got enough goons to crush a country
Any dude disrespectin' Pun he better play the run c
Bring your mans, and then we hands all him,
Then we pull timbaland trample 'em, then we pull the cats in them,
Lean back 'cause I aint ever worry, see I'm forever glory, smackin' up any chick in my territory

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)
I 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)

No Judas or cowardice that Caine'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 they did it all with one beat
I guess I'm bicoastal now
Took a down south brother to bring your boy out
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
Lean back mother fucker
This here's a three peat we back at the Rucker
It's good coke crack preach it to your brother
The mic more rap and preach it you mother fucker

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)




I 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)

Overall Meaning

"Lean Back" is a song by American hip hop group Terror Squad featuring Fat Joe and Remy Ma. The song was released as the second single from their second studio album, "True Story," on June 8, 2004. The music video featured the group and several other dancers performing the "rockaway" dance, and it went on to become one of the most successful songs of 2004.


The lyrics have an energetic and confident tone, with the artists proclaiming the return of Harlem and the Terror Squad, as well as their own dominance in the rap game. The chorus, "Said my n*ggas don't dance, we just pull up our pants and do the rockaway, now lean back," encourages listeners to let loose and have fun while showing off their style. Remy Ma's verse boasts her skill and toughness while also referencing the infamous Riker's Island prison, where she served time.


Overall, "Lean Back" is a celebration of the group's success and a call to party and dance. The song's catchy beat and memorable lyrics made it an instant hit, and it has since become a staple of 2000s hip hop.


Line by Line Meaning

Stop
The song is starting


It's the mother fucking remix
This is a remixed version of the original song


Uh yea Harlem in tact
The Harlem community is together and strong


Who in the world wanna problem with that?
Who dares to challenge or disrupt Harlem’s unity?


For real I heard Harlem is back
Harlem’s presence and power is significant


Said my niggas don't dance we just pull up our pants
Harlem boys don't dance, they're too cool


And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
Instead, they do the Rockaway and lean back


I said my niggas don't dance we just pull up our pants
The emphasis on not dancing is restated


Yo yo yo yo its deja vu
This situation has happened before


And the day y'all do
When others do what Harlem boys do


It'll be the day y'all bleed
They insultingly predict others will fail


Wrist minus 80 degrees
Their diamond watch is so icy it's nearly frozen


King of Harlem ain't nobody made me leave
They're asserting their dominance in Harlem


Who else could take 5 years off
Who else can take a long break?


Cold turkey come back and fly lears off
They return after being off the music scene and succeed


Cats front leave them leaning like Smirnoff
They leave the competition behind, leaning like an unsteady Smirnoff drinker


If haters wanna hate then its their loss
They don't care if others don't appreciate them


Come up in the Rucker with all my Jake's on
They appear in the famous Rucker basketball court with their crew


Car grills so big you can cook a steak on
Their cars have such big grills you could cook on them


People hear Ma$e call em' wanna get their mase on
When Ma$e performs people want to be him


You hot 16 I'm a very great song
Their music is of higher quality than others


Been beating on the DJ before the Ma$e song
DJ has been playing their music before anyone else's


You play Clake Kent you better have your cape on
Playing their Clake Kent will challenge other rappers to bring their ‘A’ game


Plenty homes mansion many rooms
They're living the high life with multiple homes and mansions


My necklace, 2 ex's and 3 Bentley bulls now lean back
They have expensive jewelry and cars and can lean back comfortably


Lean back, lean back, lean back, 'cause he's back (come on)
They lean back both literally and figuratively as they're back in the game


You don't want no problems with Harlem
Others don't want to challenge or disrupt Harlem’s power


You don't want no problems with the boogie down Bronkster
Others also don't want to challenge the Bronx


You don't want no drama with the blond bomber
Haters don't want to mess with the blond bomber (possibly referring to a person with blonde hair)


Original don dotta of the blond bottle
They're the original boss of the liquor brand Smirnoff


The model from white America
Their model image is of mainstream, white America


Then Joe the spokesperson for the Latino
Fat Joe is representing Latinos


Then we got Ma$e back to represent everything else in between including the
Ma$e represents everything else in between Latino and White American


Percentages of the press we don't
They don't care about the opinions of all the press


The best from each coast
They represent the best from both coasts of the US


The midwest to the dirty dirty
They also represent the Midwest and southern states


Even further to Miami
They also represent Miami in southern Florida


All the way back to Californ-I-a
They also represent California on the west coast


It would probably be best right now if I warned Dre to get on the horn and
They're calling out Dr. Dre through this song


Tell him about the storm coming all our way
They're reminding Dr. Dre about the impact they are about to have


So tell him pack grab a gat right now get on the floor I'll wait
They're ordering Dr. Dre to prepare now


Shake that ass a little more my way
They're flirting with someone and asking them to shake their butt


But baby I don't dance not that I can't there's a pistol in my pants
They can't dance because they're carrying a weapon


Ayo, Remy pop but I'm hot
Remy is a popular musician who's doing well


Like an out of state spot
She's as desired as a party spot in another state


And any body think I'm not
If anyone thinks she's not ready they're wrong


You're found in a vacant lot
They're threatening anyone who disrespects Remy with physical harm


You don't really wanna run wit the one chick who smoke dutchess for lunchess
Others should not mess with Remy, who is strong enough to smoke cigars after lunch


The castle hill I ain't luncheon
Remy is from a community in the Bronx called Castle Hill that isn't for the weak


Now its on it 4 the terror squad, pun, prospect, sunshine, geddy, crack and Remy Ma
Now it's the Terror Squad's turn, featuring members Pun, Prospect, Sunshine, Geddy, Crack and Remy Ma


It's the hottest chick, in this game want it
Remy is one of the hottest female rappers in the music industry


Mah 16 so mean, put 20 g's and my chain on it
Her 16 bars are so good people would be willing to pay $20k for her chain


Quik to flip
She can change moods quickly


I ain't the average chick
She's not like other female musicians


Im packin' a mac in the back of the 45 pass 6
She carries a gun and watches her back always


And you know I got enough goons to crush a country
She has plenty of backup to take on anyone


Any dude disrespectin' Pun he better play the run c
Anyone disrespecting Pun (a former Terror Squad member who passed away) should run away


Bring your mans, and then we hands all him,
If anyone brings their friends she'll mix it up and take them all


Then we pull timbaland trample 'em, then we pull the cats in them,
She'll trample on people if necessary and will bring along her friends to help


Lean back 'cause I aint ever worry, see I'm forever glory, smackin' up any chick in my territory
Remy will lean back in confidence as she's the queen of her territory and is prepared to conquer anyone


No Judas or cowardice that Caine's brother Abel is able to stop me
She's not afraid of being betrayed or cowardice like Cain's brother Abel from the Bible


Nigga not me
She's not like people who do these things


Got the streets asking damn who can top P
People are wondering who can compete with her rapper skill


Summer jam killed it man they did it all with one beat
During Summer Jam (a music festival) they created great music with just one beat


I guess I'm bicoastal now
She's a popular musician on both coasts of the US


Took a down south brother to bring your boy out
She is saying that she is back because of a southern support


As the wheel keeps spinning
Music industry keeps changing and providing new opportunities


I can hear niggas thinking crack got one hit then he out
Others may think Fat Joe is a one-hit-wonder, but he's not


Nope, Joey bring them semi's out
don't underestimate him, because he'll bring his guns out


Force you and yours to pour a little Henny out
He's saying that he'll threaten people if he needs to


So much rappers acting in the game
There are many new and famous rappers in the music industry


I had to tell them put the mic away and run and get your Emmy's out
He's saying that they should stick to acting and win awards for their acting instead of rapping


Lean back mother fucker
The song repeats its hook once again


This here's a three peat we back at the Rucker
They're killing it once again at the Rucker


It's good coke crack preach it to your brother
Fat Joe is using a play on words, suggesting that his song is as addictive as cocaine


The mic more rap and preach it you mother fucker
No one can argue with Fat Joe’s rapping skills and message




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Joseph Cartagena, Remy Smith, Jonathan Smith, Marshall Mathers, Mason Betha

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@f.b.c8095

Today's generation will never know the moment you're drag racing in NFS Underground 2 and this song comes on.

@Weber408

Honestly NFS I every played was PS1 then carbon and the 2015, payback, Heat

@everythingiphonezsudan1093

Oooooooh hell yea 🔥🔥🔥

@brotherd9328

Was just remembering that haha

@TiagoRodrigues454ODD

I remember to do that too
I used to feel so bad ass racing And listen to This omg great times better than today 😭😭

@tbcreative3703

Amen sir

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@napalmsf

Today's kids will never understand how big of a hit this track was.

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Treu that

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Samanta Van laar i do lol

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