Lyrics:
beat in my ride
The window up when its hot or when its cold outside
The AC blow snowballs drive a bitch up the wall
With them plush leather guts
make a little more bread.
He's been through all of the changes,
From rock opera to Mantovani.
Now he wears a swastika band
And leather boots up
till I die, 3-0-5!!!
Candy paint and leather, they don't fuck wit nothing but dubs or better
Y'all call 'em street sweepers, we call 'em choppers
I remember my grandfather's counsel
As he laid the leather to my hide
He said there's just one rule to life that always will apply
You can't do
cooked them good and served them up.
Somewhere a Senator sits in a leather chair
Behind a big wooden desk.
The caribou we killed means nothing to him.
feel
Lay your body down in the six forty five
Let the soft leather caress ya while I drill
I know you like it, I know you like it
Just ran into
rims
Keep a small black gat in my all black Tims
On the all-black leather there's a all-black mack
Trying to snatch get ya black ass blowed the fuck
world in the air
Love it in leather I don't care
Everything is legal in the danger zone
Close your eyes and make a wish
Later we could cater
of trouble
Double crossed by the law so theres nobody to run to
Yeah, its just me and my sawed off shotgun
Outlaw, call him Leather Face
Im headed for
in her splendor for a picture opportunity
Cover up that bruise, put on patent leather shoes
Just stop playing that bad mood music
[Chorus]
leather valise
Packed and ready, ready waiting
Showered and dressed down lightly for the heat
Give a clue; leave a kind word
Hint
Don't want to be clean
Don't want to be nice
The whip's gonna crack
My leather is black and so are my eyes
I'm gonna be rough
I'm gonna be
every time it's played
I chill in def leathers pure silks and suede
And the gold around my neck will never fade
Down with my Syndicate organized rhyme
for you daddy)
Work it for you daddy
All night
Leather boy makes the metal scene
He want to party with the band
Have the hot chicks scream
Man
Black leather gloves and your lipstick shines
Bright as moonlight glows
My wildest rose cuts so fine and deep
It hurts but never shows
You're
girlfriend on the dance floor
I'm thinkin' menagitwa
So wantchu jump up off of my car
Girl it's so pretty, leather interior, custom made for me,
Let
Killin' that night life on the east side
Leather on chrome
Television with the phone
And the top is so gone
Ya see times is hard as it is
That's why
The leather stay soft
The head line stitched
Blowin' out the bound another show some mo money
Flip another hundred see we do this every summer
Brand new
shit ain't a game
Do the math or get blast, bullets go through the glass
Goes through your ass fast and the leather seat in your Nav
Nigga, its not
shit ain't a game
Do the math or get blast, bullets go through the glass
Goes through your ass fast and the leather seat in your Nav
Nigga, its not
the brand of the d that he on
How come he do what he wanna neva' do what we want
I'm Rick James of this game
Need some wide leather couch for me to plant
to me and my cheddar
Run these emcee's I'm tougher than leather
Vietnamese eyes tighter than ever
Fuck with the Dogg I'm biting whomever
'Cause I
bone crusher
2 tone leather with a soul of a hustler
Tryna stack mail, stealin' clothes from my brother
People wanna know am I close to my mother
I'm
time I hit that spot
(Gently) but it's soft like leather
(Gently) but the top is hard
(Gently) whisper your pleasures
(Gently) and I'll do my job
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