Birdman - Leather So Soft lyrics

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Birdman - Leather So Soft lyrics

[Chorus] My leather so soft my top so soft I probably have it off, these n***as so soft And I go so hard b**h I go so hard, She said my leather so soft my top so soft I probably have it off, these n***as so soft And I go so hard (b**h I go so hard) Yeah look I get money ho f** what you talkin' 'bout Straight out the slaughterhouse straight out the dragon's mouth Fire you can't put out Tires are standin' out The coupe look pigeon-toed I be in a different mode I be wit' them different hoes No I mean them different hoes I mean them Weezy bumbaclot different hoes And as far as terrific goes They kiss that dick wit' no mistletoe's Diamonds and pearls and p**y holes Snortin' coke til they nose bleed I'm sittin' high on them inches I'm in the nosebleeds I'm on a paper chase, until my toes bleed Then I get on these beats and let my soul bleed I put 'em in ya head and watch the holes bleed My rag always red, like when them hoes bleed Now that's coldbleed, no I mean cold blooded And I'm so southern that's why my leather so soft [Chorus] n***a on the yacht smokin' Cohibas n***a, yeah! She soft as a bush n***a she purple like kush n***a We high on that money n***a we get it from cook n***a Hit her wit' that crook n***a f**in' wit' crooks n***a Know we 'bout that money and we stackin' like books n***a Know what I do n***a them teardrops is true n***a We stay so fly ride Bentley coupes n***a Rolls Royce ganishes and a**es by the beaches Blowin' on that puff and we drivin' foreign features Higher than whoever n***a know we 'bout that cheddar n***a Know I got a Tommy gun gave one to my young'n, son And we got it together Forty-seven fifty-one you gon' hear us when we come, daddy [Chorus] You see the paper gon' come If not I'm gon' get it I gotta die wit' money 'cause I wasn't born wit 'it It was 9-27 82 baby do Charity Hospital aka the city zoo No pity due to no one Nobody not all man They dropped us in the game and everybody's tryna ball And the small hand'll touch ya The large hand'll cut ya But until that day I'll be a motherf**in' stunna, n***a Ball 'til I fall I done did it for my dawgs Ball 'til I fall I done did it for y'all Ball 'til I fall I done did it for me n***a Ball 'til I fall that's the way it's gon' be n***a Up in the early I done did 'fore sunshine Candy on the paint every time I touch mine Nine stay co*ked 'cause I'm good wit' firin' mines Alligator wit' the suede ridin' them 25's [Chorus] Yeah

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