Wood & Leather lyrics

[Part 1]

[Intro: Ty Dolla $ign]
Dolla $ign
(Cardo got wings)
Uh, yeah

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign with Pops]
I could take your b*tch whenever (b*tch whenever)
All my cars got wood and leather (Wood and leather)
All I f*ck is nines and tens (Nines and tens)
If she ain’t got no ass, she got some titties (Got some titties)

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign with Pops]
Got that whoop tatted on me, I'ma whoop
I don’t need no bodyguard, I'ma shoot (I'ma shoot)
Got some money in the cut like I’m Jewish (Like I'm Jewish)
You ain’t got no money, homie, then you useless (Then you useless)
These n*ggas hatin on us, these hoes choose us (Choose us)
Every time you see me I’m with a new one (A new one)
Every time you see me, you never do nothin' (Do nothin')
I f*cked your b*tch in the trap on the futon (Futon)
I got a New York b*tch, she out of Brooklyn
I gave her that dope di*k and now she hooked on (She hooked on)
She was a good girl, so I brought her back (Brought her back)
Soon as she f*cked up I call the dollar cab (Dollar cab, dollar cab)
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign with Pops]
I could take your b*tch whenever (b*tch whenever)
All my cars got wood and leather (Wood and leather)
All I f*ck is nines and tens (Nines and tens)
If she ain’t got no ass, she got some titties (Got some titties)
I could (I-I could), I could take your b*tch whenever (b*tch whenever)
All my cars got wood and leather (Wood and leather)
All I f*ck is nines and tens (Nines and tens)
If she ain’t got no ass, she got some titties (Got some titties)

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign with Pops]
B-B-b*tch, I’m on another level ('Nother level)
I got my mind made up, I’ll never settle (Never settle)
All my b*tches bad, ain’t nothin' that spec' (Spec')
And if yo b*tch out of line, she don’t respect you (Don't respect you)
When I pull up on yo block, I’m on business (I’m on business)
When she with me, she ain’t thinking 'bout commitment ('Bout commitment)
Said she ain’t been with a real one in a minute (In a minute)
I had her in the kitchen, water whippin' (Water whippin')
These n*ggas tryin' they hardest, you n*ggas still poor (Still poor)
Hundred bottles at Liv, that’s what we live for (Live for)
I’m rockin' chains and watches that you got robbed for (Robbed for)
You got a team of n*ggas, ain’t on they job though (Job though)
My lil' b*tch from LA stay in the A-Town (A-Town)
Move that pack on that Greyhound, she stay down (Stay down)
Every day I stay in some designer (Designer)
If you don’t know homie, let me remind ya (Remind ya), yeah (Remind ya, yeah)
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign with Pops]
I could take your b*tch whenever (b*tch whenever)
All my cars got wood and leather (Wood and leather)
All I f*ck is nines and tens (Nines and tens)
If she ain’t got no ass, she got some titties (Got some titties)
I could (I-I could), I could take your b*tch whenever (b*tch whenever)
All my cars got wood and leather (Wood and leather)
All I f*ck is nines and tens (Nines and tens)
If she ain’t got no ass, she got some titties (Got some titties)

[Part 2]

[Spoken Word: Big TC]
...now they trippin'
People be out here, runnin' around here off they bullsh*t
Talkin' 'bout, "You only live once"
They turnt up and all that like it's justified
Makin' these choices that they can't take back
You gotta make the best of all circ*mstances and stand up like you care to
Be the parents we wish we had and the children we wanna produce
Every decision affects us in the long run
We say, "I don't give a f*ck" now, but we suffer it later
We all gotta answer one day, this life or the next
I suggest we make it worth it
Make our demonstrations when we don't regret, no excuses
It's true that we do only live once, so we got one chance to do this right
I've never been to a funeral and they say like, "This n*gga's a monster, [?]" and none of that
But we know the truth, know we ain't gettin' away with nothin'
People sayin', "Nobody's perfect," but that don't mean we should strive for imperfection
Whatever you do, do it right
Because in the end, it'll never be the same
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