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• Artiste: Paul Wall
• Titre: Leather Recliner
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Woo, yeah (Statik Selektah) Law-town to H-town, you know what I'm sayin'? Stackin' paper worldwide Oh, we gon' get this money, mane You can go get you some too if you want, it's out there Just go get it Paul Wall, baby Top down, uh Duffel bag full of dirty cash Burners blast, had to speed off 'fore they see the tags Throw the phones in the river Hunnid zones I deliver Y'all don't know about my scammer days Hammers blaze, had the laser beam like gamma rays If it's really war, they gon' show up with your grandma stays Cannons blaze, hand grenades, pistols and them AKs When you deep up in the drug game Homies wanna see you slain, hoes wanna see your frame Fam up in the funeral, school pictures in the frame Famous for the wrong things, that's a different type of fame Now I'm in the Range with my fresh leather seats I protect how I eat, so the TEC's on the seat Sex on the beach, that's my type of drink You be blowing money fast when it's all tax-free There's a duffel bag filled with cash Sittin' next to me (Sittin' next to me) On my leather recliner (On my leather recliner) On my leather recliner (On my leather recliner) There's a duffel bag filled with cash Sittin' next to me (Sittin' next to me) On my leather recliner (On my leather recliner) On my leather recliner (On my leather recliner) My haters just summon they full strength with no sweat They all afraid of hard work, bro, no sweat For a TEC, check it like a coat check I'm symbiotic with the hustle, there is no threat To me ever falling off or going broke I'm solid like a red oak, riding down White Oak Why not go grind instead of complaining? I'm chasing after three commas, I ain't with maintaining I know that clock ticking, I'm just trying to make my guap thicken Punch the clock, now the plot thickens Stop tripping over petty shit and get a bag Would you rather be broke and mad or be rich and mad? Think about it Just be about it, you ain't gotta tell the whole world 'Cause trust me when I tell you they coming to take your whole world Like big curls how I bounce and turn If I don't know the road to riches, I'ma learn and it's my turn There's a duffel bag filled with cash Sittin' next to me (Sittin' next to me) On my leather recliner (On my leather recliner) On my leather recliner (On my leather recliner) There's a duffel bag filled with cash Sittin' next to me (Sittin' next to me) On my leather recliner (On my leather recliner) On my leather recliner (On my leather recliner)