Paul Wall & Termanology Ft Mia Jae – Leather Recliner Lyrics

Leather Recliner Lyrics by Paul Wall & Termanology Ft Mia Jae

[Intro: Paul Wall & Termanology]
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

[Verse 1:Termanology]
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

[Chorus: Mia Jae]
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)

[Verse 2:Paul Wall]
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
[Chorus: Mia Jae]
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)