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couch club - dawn كلمات الأغنية

riding out with the windows down
thru the dawn, passing thru the night
pass the loud, tryna catch some cloud
dusk to dawn, boutta lose my sight

put my shades, ain’t boutta catch no fade
ain’t tryna get played, i be getting my own way
now
look around, how does that sound?
whatchu see? whatchu hear now?

bumpin to that 90’s on the radio
blasting wu_tang, cream u know how it goes
riding thru the night, i’m just tryna vibe
thru the city, bright lights, it feels just right

i’m walking to the bedroom and looking to the mirror
acne on my face just because i’m passed through the season
1 and 2
3 and 4
i ain’t got no plans, sit and chill smoking out of the window
first thing first last night i was f_cked up
those b_tches come to me and she says “what’s up”
i think “get the f_ck up outta my face” coz she’s so f_cking rude
5 or 6
i trust we can makе it thru
rolling down the street with the booze on my hand
kick back and my lеfty on wheel man, no demand
smoking on jane feeling so high, sh_t probably can go over to the next friday
see a fine b_tch
crop top tee
d_mn, i think she a wife (whutwhiw)
hold up, i said hold up, but i think i’m lazy
want to lay back and just chill on the jacuzzi

riding out with the windows down
thru the dawn, passing thru the night
pass the loud, tryna catch some cloud
dusk to dawn, boutta lose my sight

- couch club

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