Afterparty

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J. Paris

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No, oh, yeah
Tell me what's good
Tell me what's right
She just want somebody that can give a good night
Said she from LA
So she love a good time
She do weed, molly, coke, so we always getting high and it's O.G., yeah
I just hope that I never O.D.
Fake bitches act like they know me, that was just the old me
All these people from my city thinking that I'm holy, oh me
Tell my momma sorry for the shit that I been on
We been flipping fake dubs just to get our jewelry on
And she probably know I'm lying 'bout the cities where I'm gone
Took the first flight back like I never left the sun, no
TPA to LA every weekend
Henny got me speeding
Side piece know I'm leaving
I said that I love her but it's only for the weekend
Know it's fucked up I'm still hanging with the demons
Sorry, I can't feel sorry
Got me feeling all the parts of your body
Shawty love to to down them bottles of Bacardi
Said I know a nice crib in the Hidden Hills if you meet me at the afterparty
No, no
No, no
No, no
No, no
No, no
No, no
No, no
Yeah
She's coming for the weekend
Shawty sounding good how she speaking
We ain't even fucked up yet, why you sleeping?
Know I gotta problem with these drugs but I'm bleeding
You could heal the wound if you stick around this evening
Different hoes every week now
Pussy getting beat down
Every bitch is fighting on they chance to be tied down
I'm a lone soul but I'd love to get you right now
'Cause you looking real damn nice for the night now
Holy, pussy feeling holy
Head game stronger than a nigga with a nosebleed
My bitch getting nosy, she been watching closely
But she knew these problems from moment that she told me
She's coming for the weekend lights
She's coming to get fucked up right
She knew I'm not the one for life
So she's leaving by the end of the night
She's coming for the weekend lights
She's coming to get fucked up right
She knew I'm not the one for life
So she's leaving by the end of the night
Yeah, no
Woah
Woah, I, yeah
Know you mad but you coming back often
Pussy call my name, we ain't needa do the talking
Staring at your face, baby you've been looking locked in
Money pouring in through these jeans like a faucet
And I'm cold but I'm bust down
I been talking sweet, babe, just so I could f*ck now
I'm a sharp shooter so I never needed luck now
Gotta lotta snow in this valley and I'm telling you to come out
She's coming for the weekend lights
She's coming to get fucked up right
She knew I'm not the one for life
So she's leaving by the end of the night
She's coming for the weekend lights
She's coming to get fucked up right
She knew I'm not the one for life
So she's leaving by the end—and I'm cold but I'm bust down
I been taking sweet just to f*ck now
I'm a sharp shooter so I never needed luck now
Got these models passing through the villa by the bus now
Niggas getting jealous way the funds looking up now
Holy, you been feeling holy
Couldn't call this love but I'm begging you to hold me
I'm a bad decision if you ever get to know me
Know it's fucked up but I told you this since '03
I got drugs for the week now
Got that shit that could make you feel right
A little Henny for some heat now
A little snow will get this off of your mind
Holy, pussy feeling holy
We can't call this love but I'm begging you to hold me
This a bad decision if you ever knew the real me
And a bit much but I know this shit won't kill me
She's coming for the weekend lights
She's coming to get fucked up right
She knew I'm not the one for life
So she's leaving by the end of the night
She's coming for the weekend lights
She's coming to get fucked up right
She knew I'm not the one for life
So she's leaving by the end of the night
No
Yeah

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