Lyric Sleepin On My Couch
It seems nowadays friends step to me bogus
and end up on my couch at night without notice
it s cool to have a friend over every now and then
but I gotta have my space
and I don t wanna see their face
like every single day of the week
talk is cheap
you betta find yourself another place to sleep
it ain t my fault that ya moms got fed up
and now you wanna come to my crib and wet my bed up
you better find a job so you can get an apartment
and you can save your crocodile tears
don t even start
with the sob stories
I got enough from the other seven brothas
in the den playin Genesis
damn I can t win at this
seems like I m gonna have to flip
and tell those other brothas
that they re gonna have to skip
I ve had it up to here with these lazy cats
sleepin on my couch and I m tired of that
[Chorus]
People come to my house
and kinda wonder where the squadron s at
they re not gone
they re just down at the laundrymat
because they wear the same pairs of clothing
I m taking up crazy patience just holding
my temper
I m about to start charging rent for
every single brother
that kicked it with my mother eating biscuits
on Saturday morning like a family
the minute they step
it s like moms is crazy mad at me
cause they re in my mother s room watching television
I feel like giving em the boot
and say the hell with em
but if I give em the boot
I m not a friend though
even though my room
smells like dime bags of indo but
I 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 and I m tired of that
[Chorus]
Maybe this was just my upbringing perhaps
but I was taught that I shouldn t
take seven day naps
at other brothas cribs like I don t have a home
brothas on my couch so much there s like foam
coming out the seams
and a pair of jeans is missing from my closet
I wonder why I even bother being friendly
they re running my ass like the Indy 5000
they went and wrinkled my mother s blouse
when they snuck downstairs
for a midnight snack
and ate the last slice of bread
and a box of apple jacks
then they hit the sack
with the stereo blastin
and even little Tyson is fed up
so I m askin
you all to jet
before I get upset
and throw each and every one
of you bums out on your back
my house is a mess
so step ya little pest
who was sleepin on my couch cause I m tired of that
[Chorus]
and end up on my couch at night without notice
it s cool to have a friend over every now and then
but I gotta have my space
and I don t wanna see their face
like every single day of the week
talk is cheap
you betta find yourself another place to sleep
it ain t my fault that ya moms got fed up
and now you wanna come to my crib and wet my bed up
you better find a job so you can get an apartment
and you can save your crocodile tears
don t even start
with the sob stories
I got enough from the other seven brothas
in the den playin Genesis
damn I can t win at this
seems like I m gonna have to flip
and tell those other brothas
that they re gonna have to skip
I ve had it up to here with these lazy cats
sleepin on my couch and I m tired of that
[Chorus]
People come to my house
and kinda wonder where the squadron s at
they re not gone
they re just down at the laundrymat
because they wear the same pairs of clothing
I m taking up crazy patience just holding
my temper
I m about to start charging rent for
every single brother
that kicked it with my mother eating biscuits
on Saturday morning like a family
the minute they step
it s like moms is crazy mad at me
cause they re in my mother s room watching television
I feel like giving em the boot
and say the hell with em
but if I give em the boot
I m not a friend though
even though my room
smells like dime bags of indo but
I 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 and I m tired of that
[Chorus]
Maybe this was just my upbringing perhaps
but I was taught that I shouldn t
take seven day naps
at other brothas cribs like I don t have a home
brothas on my couch so much there s like foam
coming out the seams
and a pair of jeans is missing from my closet
I wonder why I even bother being friendly
they re running my ass like the Indy 5000
they went and wrinkled my mother s blouse
when they snuck downstairs
for a midnight snack
and ate the last slice of bread
and a box of apple jacks
then they hit the sack
with the stereo blastin
and even little Tyson is fed up
so I m askin
you all to jet
before I get upset
and throw each and every one
of you bums out on your back
my house is a mess
so step ya little pest
who was sleepin on my couch cause I m tired of that
[Chorus]
