Wiz Khalifa - Sofa lyrics

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Wiz Khalifa - Sofa lyrics

[Intro: 2 Chainz] Broccoli, broccoli Hey-hey, hey (Broccoli, broccoli) Fine b*tch layin' on my sofa sleep (Toni) Fine b*tch layin’ on my sofa sleep (Buddah blessed this beat) [Chorus: 2 Chainz] Got a fine b*tch layin' on my sofa sleep (Sleep, sleep, sleep) Fine b*tch layin' on my sofa sleep Got a fine b*tch layin’ on my sofa sleep (Yeah) Fine b*tch layin' on my sofa sleep Got a fine b*tch layin' on my sofa sleep (Sleep, sleep, sleep) Fine b*tch layin' on my sofa sleep (Toni) Got a fine b*tch layin' on my sofa sleep (Yeah) Fine b*tch layin' on my sofa sleep [Verse 1: 2 Chainz] Got a fine b*tch layin' on my sofa sleep (Sleep, sleep) Another fine b*tch layin' close to me (Me, me) Yeah, I got the [?] 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 sh*t) 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 nothin' to me (Nothin' to 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 [Chorus: 2 Chainz] Got a fine b*tch layin' on my sofa sleep (Sleep, sleep, sleep) Fine b*tch layin' on my sofa sleep Got a fine b*tch layin' on my sofa sleep Fine b*tch layin' on my sofa sleep [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] 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 with [?] on ditch When you step out of your car, you see pound by the door And a really bad b*tch chillin' in the backyard With her friends and she takin' a swim I know I'm better than ni**as don't gotta tell ni**as, I'm him Rollin' that strong like I'm fresh out the gym, yeah, yeah, yeah My b*tch 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 b*tch, she moke all the weed She a rockstar b*tch, she don't fall alseep She want it all [?] 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 [Chorus: 2 Chainz] Got a fine b*tch layin' on my sofa sleep (Sleep, sleep, sleep) Fine b*tch layin' on my sofa sleep Got a fine b*tch layin' on my sofa sleep Fine b*tch layin' on my sofa sleep Got a fine b*tch layin' on my sofa sleep (Sleep, sleep, sleep) Fine b*tch layin' on my sofa sleep Got a fine b*tch layin' on my sofa sleep Fine b*tch layin' on my sofa sleep