[Hook: Chanting dembow male MC, chanted, full chest, shouted] Ain't got a couch, ain't nobody sitting down Four bare walls and a speaker on the ground Keys on a string, I'm the king of the town Ain't got a couch, ain't nobody sitting down [Verse 1: Chanting dembow male MC, chanting, bouncing] Six years on couches, I could rank 'em by the springs Tito had the pullout with the bar that stings Nina's leather loveseat stuck to my legs in July Uncle Ray's recliner never laid back, never tried Futon at the shop with a cat on my chest Every Sunday packing, every Monday a new address Folded my whole life in a duffel by the door Sneakers by the pillow, never knowing what's in store Now I got a lease with my name on the line Fourth floor walk-up, and the walls all mine [Hook: Chanting dembow male MC, chanted, full chest, shouted] Ain't got a couch, ain't nobody sitting down Four bare walls and a speaker on the ground Keys on a string, I'm the king of the town Ain't got a couch, ain't nobody sitting down [Verse 2: Chanting dembow male MC, chanting, faster] No table, no lamp, just a bulb on a chain Cooler in the tub and a fan in the pane Speaker in the corner standing tall as the fridge Floor bouncing so hard that it's rattling the hinge Then a knock at the door and it's Tito with a grin Hauling up his pullout, said "you gonna let me in?" Right behind him Nina with the leather on her head Uncle Ray with the recliner, "where you want the bed?" Cousin from the shop with the futon and the cat I said "y'all are crazy," they said "we been holding that" [Bridge: Chanting dembow male MC, couch parade, naming each couch as it comes up the stairs, dembow rides harder] Here come the plaid one, here come the pullout Here come the futon, cat still on it, no doubt Here come the leather, here come the brown Here come Ray's chair that don't ever lay down Six years of couches climbing four flights of stairs Everybody that held me, now they bringing me chairs [Verse 3: Chanting dembow male MC, chanting, full force] Now the living room is couches, wall to wall Nine of 'em, plaid, leather, futon, all And you think somebody sitting? Nah, look at the room Nina on the armrest doing dembow to the boom Tito on the cushions with his shirt round his head Ray up on the recliner, "y'all, I said what I said" Six years y'all gave me somewhere soft to fall Now I got nine couches and nobody sits at all [Final Hook: Chanting dembow male MC, chanted, full chest, shouted] Ain't got a couch, ain't nobody sitting down Four bare walls and a speaker on the ground Keys on a string, I'm the king of the town Ain't got a couch, ain't nobody sitting down [Outro: Chanting dembow male MC, laughing, dembow rides out, rings and fades] Nobody sitting down Nobody sitting down [End]
