Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Leather, artist - Jez Dior. Album song The Funeral, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 10.09.2015
Record label: Steel Wool Entertainment
Song language: English
Leather |
Too many times before, you know I wouldn’t rhyme before |
'Bout some shit I didn’t want to talk about, then it’s out |
Then it wouldn’t kill my vibe before — |
Not this time though — but I do know one thing though |
Bitches — they come, they go |
Saturday through Sunday, Monday, yo |
It’s whips and dips and slips |
Next thing I know your hands all on my bit |
«I love your jacket, where’s my jacket?» |
Shit man, what’s all this girl? |
What you put in there? |
I don’t fuck with that shit |
I don’t know your name, and you love this little game |
But you go ahead and pull that shit |
I don’t know you full crazy, you’ll be pushing up daisies |
We look like Sid and his Nancy, could it be B and Jay-Z? |
I’m going crazy with this one |
Don’t call me baby, no, listen |
You better give me my jacket |
Shut up and kiss him, I said |
She kiss my leather, and |
I kiss her better than she ever had |
She wears my leather, and |
I think that I’m a go home with that |
And I’ll play with that and make it slow |
I think that she love the way that I watch her climb, up down that pole |
And that’s the way that she’s getting dough |
And that’s the way that she’s getting throwed |
I’m — too hard for all of this |
Too much heart involved with this |
Too many people trying to get me what they want me |
But I don’t wanna see it alone with this click clack bang |
Baby, this world is insane, nobody stays in their lane |
It’s all about fame, I do not care about names |
I do not fuck with this game, I’m just so real |
Never don’t know how to feel, I wish you knew how this shit feels |
Needing a drink just to keep my state of mind in tack with this whole life I’m |
living for real |
I need a Bonnie, I am a Clyde |
Need to put all this bullshit to the side |
Pulling your panties aside |
I’m going tonight, I’m going tonight |
She kiss my leather, and |
I kiss her better than she ever had |
She wears my leather, and |
I think that I’m a go home with that |
And I’ll play with that and make it slow |
I think that she love the way that I watch her climb, up down that pole |
And that’s the way that she’s getting dough |
And that’s the way that she’s getting throwed |