| My leather so soft, my top so soft
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| I’ll probably have it off, these niggas so soft
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| And I go so hard
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| Bitch, I go so hard
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| She said my leather so soft, my top so soft
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| I’ll probably have it off, these niggas so soft
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| And I go so hard
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| Bitch, I go so hard
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| I get money, ho, fuck what you talkin' 'bout
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| Straight out the slaughterhouse straight out the dragon’s mouth
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| Fire you can’t put out tires are standin' out
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| The coupe look pigeon-toed I be in a different mode
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| I be with them different hoes, no I mean them different hoes
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| I mean them Weezy bumbaclot different hoes
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| And as far as terrific goes, they kiss that dick with no mistletoes
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| Diamonds and pearls and pussy hoes
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| Snortin' coke 'til they nose bleed
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| I’m sittin' high on them inches I’m in the nosebleeds
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| I’m on a paper chase until my toes bleed
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| Then I get on these beats and let my soul bleed
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| I put 'em in ya head and watch the holes bleed
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| My rag always red like when them hoes bleed
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| Now that’s coldbleed I mean cold blooded
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| And I’m so southern that’s why my leather so soft
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| She soft as a bush nigga she purple like kush nigga
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| We high on that money nigga we get it from cook nigga
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| Hit her wit' that crook nigga fuckin' wit' crooks nigga
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| Know we 'bout that money and we stackin' like books nigga
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| Know what I do nigga them teardrops is true nigga
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| We stay so fly ride Bentley coupes nigga
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| Rolls Royce Corniches and asses by the beaches
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| Blowin' on that puff and we drivin' foreign features
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| Higher than whoever nigga know we 'bout that cheddar, nigga
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| Know I got a tommy gun gave one to my young’n son
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| And we got it together
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| .47, .51, you gon' hear us when we come, daddy
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| You see the paper gon' come if not I’m gon' get it
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| I gotta die with money cause I wasn’t born wit 'it
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| It was 9−27−82 baby due
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| Charity Hospital aka the city zoo
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| No pity due to no one nobody not all
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| Man, they dropped us in the game and everybody’s trying to ball
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| And the small hand’ll touch ya, the large hand’ll cut ya
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| But until that day, I’ll be a mothafuckin' stunna, nigga
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| Ball 'til I fall I done did it for my dawgs
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| Ball 'til I fall I done did it for y’all
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| Ball 'til I fall I done did it for me nigga
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| Ball 'til I fall that’s the way it’s gon' be nigga
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| Up in the early I done did it for sunshine
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| Candy on the paint everytime I touch mine
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| Nine stay cocked cause I’m good wit' firin' mines
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| Alligator wit' the suede ridin' them 25's |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Leather So Soft , by - Birdman. Song from the album Like Father Like Son, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп