can't pretend like I haven't been peepin' it even mom knows that my brothas been sleepin' on my couch for weeks so your speeches fall flat sleepin' on my couch
even know I'm here Just letting you know that we're out of beer Couch surfin' Couch surfin' Woo, surfin' I'm couch surfin' Yeah Couch surfin' Surfin' I'm couch
Come on babe, ooh, ooh Don't make me sleep on the couch, no, no, no Love Jones is on the TV again, baby Ooh, I wanna go down south, yeah Come on baby
I know it's not my fault I've been held back, under attack by parents, teachers, lawyers, past employers, that hold me down. My efforts all disgraced
Look If you had One shot To sit on your lazy butt And watch all the TV you ever wanted Until your brain turned to mush Would you go for it? Or just let
love, like a unexcusable daydream. left on the corner for everyone to see. alive still though, alive and well. calm, everynight and for the time being
had paper routes uphill both ways. We went from school to a job to wife to instant parenthood. I walked into his office, I felt so self-conscious on the couch
Home from school and here to stay I'll take it easy again today Ain't gonna work, don't need no pay
emanating jewels, Into a timeless spaceless place. Couch surfer (such a cute face) I'm surfing, couch surfing Move into your house, I'm a couch
be your ride And if you need a best friend I could be your guy If you need some ice cream Ill bring some after work And we can share it on my couch
Well it's hot like ouch and I'm chained to the couch from my brain stirs bad ideas let out my mouth Like a thousand words, circuits burst Crowd screamin
[feat. Tyler the Creator] [Verse 1: Earl] Uh, was always smartmouthed and quick-witted But something was always missing like six digits Lucky seven probably
I love the colours, That we are made of. The beds of light, That peek out between. I love the space Where your arms feel reaching. For my heart that glitters
time, make it discreet [Chorus:] Money on the couch, nigga Gimme everything, I'll pay your house, nigga Shut'cha mouth, nigga Put the money on the couch
the bedroom Mom will be home pretty soon She'll make us turn it off Why can't you see that it's not that bad? Gives us a reason to get off the couch
you to hear me spreading technicolor blood i hate it i love you i hate that i need to know what you do when our love passed out on the couch you're fateful
번역: 모리셋, 알라 니스. 소파.
번역: 앤소니 B.. 태양이 세트.