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lirik lagu ijustwannalayaroundalldayinbedwithyou – coup

monday rush, i’m ‘sposed to skip but i just found sunday in yo’ hips magic in the fingertips, and lips electric touch, solar kiss thoughts wrangled up, legs tangled up baby do this feel good angled up? cain’t be expressed by a sangle f-ck wanna gently caress it and bang it up and yo’ smile just seems so comfortable sho’ wish this clock wasn’t functional ‘sposed to be punctual and not keep the boss waitin but the sheet’s sweatin and the ceiling’s pulsatin music from the birds and cars with beat stop pause repeat, the stars release y’know most of my time belongs to the boss baby hold on tight, this is ours at least

[chorus] i just wanna lay around all day in bed wit’chu {-4x-} givin head to you “what time is it?” {-4x-}

[boots] every sober mornin wit’chu is like we drunk at the super 8 with laughin and plannin in between while we recuperate we communicate with mouths fingers and hands cell phones with clocks, a thousand free minute plans lose me in your details, break my codes ’til all the good breakfast spots is closed them rich folks gots to knows, it’s ’bout controllin these minutes they can party cause we work ’til our lower back goes the world outside feels claustrophobic undercover of you is where my thoughts exploded now back to our ancient lost aerobics and the study of how bodies maybe tossed and folded

{-clapping interlude-}

[boots] ‘sposed to get up for work and ride on through but last week he paid me with a iou i got to work at 9, if he don’t pay me by 5 i’ma burn the place down by 5:02 cause when we give ’em all of our ticks on the clock they stack chips on the knot, we get p-ssed on a lot we need a twist on the plot, but before we head to work scoot a little to the left, let me kiss on the spot

[chorus]

{-long instrumental breakdown-}

[outro] “when we come together, what time is it?” “when we respect each other, what time is it?” “when we got our self-confidence, what time is it?” “what time is it?”

(babe we gotta go) i know baby, but you know it’s hard to pull away from you cause we go together like grits and cornbread (you silly) you know we stick together like peanut b-tter and jelly (let’s go!) we all over each other like white on rice (corny) we be in bed together like bush and hussein (what?!) i said, we be in bed together like george w. bush and saddam hussein!

- coup

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