Lyrics Get Off Mi Couch - Chords

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 /
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 /
I gave the lady a hit 'cause that’s how a gentleman act /
Then I got my hennessy back there goes the memory lapse /
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 /
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