**“Lean Left”** Jo walks in with that heavy kind of pride, Whole room looking like, “What’s he got to hide?” He don’t say much, but the rumors get loud, Big thick legend moving through the crowd. Got that pressure sitting low in his jeans, Leaning left like it’s part of the scene. Not subtle, not shy, everybody can tell, Jo got a secret that he carries too well. Big and thick, got a left-side lean, Got the whole room staring like they know what it means. Jo don’t brag, but the outline speaks, Had them acting up before he even reached his seat. Lean left, lean left, baby, that’s the truth, Jo got motion and the body got proof. Big boy energy, thick little flex, Everybody knows why it leans to the left. He walks like trouble with a slow little grin, Like he knows exactly what he’s working with. They try to play cool, try to act impressed, But their eyes keep dropping like they’re taking a test. Heavy in the front, confidence clean, Jo got a silhouette built like a dream. When the lights hit low and the bass gets deep, That left-side lean got nobody asleep. Big and thick, got a left-side lean, Got the whole room staring like they know what it means. Jo don’t brag, but the outline speaks, Had them acting up before he even reached his seat. Lean left, lean left, baby, that’s the truth, Jo got motion and the body got proof. Big boy energy, thick little flex, Everybody knows why it leans to the left. It’s the stance, it’s the walk, it’s the way he owns the room, Like a bad idea wrapped in expensive perfume. One glance down and they lose their breath, Jo got the kind of secret you don’t forget. Lean left, lean left, no need to pretend, Everybody asking when they’ll see him again. Big thick pressure, got the whole place pressed, Jo came through with that lean to the left.
