2 Chainz - Sofa (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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2 Chainz - Sofa (en) Lyrics
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Broccoli, broccoli
Hey-hey, hey (Broccoli, broccoli)
Fine bitch layin' on my
sofa sleep (Toni)
Fine bitch layin' on my sofa sleep
(Buddah blessed this beat)
Got a fine bitch layin' on my sofa
sleep (Sleep, sleep, sleep)
Fine bitch layin' on my sofa sleep
Got a fine bitch layin' on
my sofa sleep (Yeah)
Got a fine bitch layin' on my
sofa sleep (Sleep, sleep)
Another fine bitch layin'
close to me (Me, me)
Yeah, I got the sack talkin' groceries
Good head, stress relief, that's
how it supposed to be (That's
how it's posed to be)
Yeah, Rolls Royce again, I got 'bout
four of these (Four of these), uh
Million back again, I got some more
of these (Talk your shit)
Baby momma legs look like
parenthesis (Ballin')
Know my heart cold, minus ten
degrees (Cold, let's go)
I just told her, "Please,
you a nominee" (Nominee)
Don't compare me, they ain't
none of me (None of me)
Got a milli in the back, you can't
front on me (Front on me)
Throw that hat on Gucci
at a hunnid G's
Got a fine bitch layin'
on my sofa sleep
Supposed to be spendin' them
riches, don't hold for me
That's how it go when you rich
How you gon' roll a blunt, smoke with
the kid, if you can't hang then
I'll let dig your own ditch
When you step out of your car,
you see pound by the door
And a really bad bitch chillin'
in the backyard
With her friends and she takin' a swim
I know I'm better than niggas don't
gotta tell niggas, I'm him
Rollin' that strong like I'm fresh
out the gym, yeah, yeah, yeah
My bitch will never search regular
again, yeah, yeah, yeah
I rock Céline and she rock JBG, her
pussy is rare, my car unreleased
She a rockstar bitch, she
moke all the weed
She a rockstar bitch, she
don't fall alseep
She want it all, not a piece
Her friend wanna fly out to Greece
Her friend went and lie, said she
ain't got plans for the night,
so she ain't tryna leave
Well, far as I can tell,
Kush, all that I inhale
I've been in the streets, walkin'
the first that I'll see, I
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