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Get Off Mi Couch
I passed the point of no return about ann hour ago high as a kite tryin' to fight the party's out of control In the back turnin' up the volume knob as high as it goes in a place where beer is cheap and the speakers are about to explode don't ask me how I got here don't ask me how I'm gettin' home all I know is I'm fucked up and I wanna be left alone but earlier in the evening I was singin' a different tune listenin' to Mystikal twistin' a spliff or two, now my house is the hot spot that's the word on the streets and I got the bourbon in reach let's start disturbin' the peace let's start murderin' beats let's bring the world to her knees and for gods sake call up some ladies while I'm burnin' this weed
Chorus: HAHAHAHA HA the party's just getting started me and my squad are already fucked up and retarded HAHAHAHA HA I got a new wardrobe my body's full of hormones and I smell like eau-de-cologne
Now, me and my squad took a little ride in the car straight to the club stormed the joint and headed right for the bar inside, duckin' and weavin' tryin' to hide from the guard fuck I ain't leavin' the place unless ther's a cipher involved so my man rushed to the bathroom and made it back in five minutes flat tapped my shoulder and displayed a spliff the size of a bat it's dark enough let's spark it up we don't have to go out we could sit back in the couch just chill and pass it around and while we're sittin' there like connoisseurs reclined in the sofa I saw two P.Y.T's starin' just tryin' to get closer Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I gave the lady a hit 'cause that's how a gentleman act then I got my hennessy back there goes the memory lapse
Chorus: HAHAHAHA HA the party's just getting started me and my squad are already fucked up and retarded HAHAHAHA HA I got a new wardrobe my body's full of hormones and I smell like eau-de-cologne
Now it's 2: 30 in the mornin' and we're dancin' on the tables askin' all the ladies 'wanna hit the afterparty later?' if so, meet me outside the door in forty minutes 'cause Chords and women go together like abuse and foster children we gotta round up a cab or two 'cause the center is just down the avenue I got a room over there and the room's got a bed now dosen't that sound like a plan to you apparently my approach wasn't smooth enough she asked me who the fuck I was and said her man would chew me up next thing I know I'm in some house and alone some place where the beer is free and the speakers are about to explode don't ask me how I got here don't ask me how I'm gettin' home all I know is I'm fucked up and I wanna be left alone
Chorus: HAHAHAHA HA the party just died out can't get a busride now and I'm caught on some guys couch HAHAHAHA HA got stains on my baggy jeans blew a months salary but at least I got my nickle bag-o-weed
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