After the Party
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[Intro] Aiyyo baby come over here lemme, let me holla at you for a minute ("I am your conscience! ") Nah nah I'm sayin foreal, come over here Nah foreal let me, lemme holla at you foreal, no, no bullshit ("I am making a total ass of myself") F*ck nah ("I am your conscience! ") Aiyyo check it out, ay umm You wanna go to the Waffle House, get some food? ("I just did another pick-up line that didn't go over") No~! What the f*ck you mean no? I'm sayin yo, I'm... aight ("Maybe I should tell her what a famous rapper I am") ("Yeah - that'll get her on my side") I'm Phonte from Little Brother, you heard, you know me "Can't stop, won't... Stop" ("She's never heard of me, wow! What a suprise!") ("I am your conscience! ") Aight look okay maybe you got a bad mouth Aight, whatever for, I'm just sayin' Now don't, don't make a nigga go home tonight man I, I ("Maybe you should just say something nice to her and, wrap it up!") I I mean, I'm just saying like, you lookin' good knahmsayin ("You're not fucking tonight! ") Don't let a nigga go home alone tonight ("I am your conscience!") [Rapper Big Pooh] Parking lot pimps, 9 out of 10 more parking lot simps Ladies want lobster but settle fo' shrimps Dikembe Mutombo, blockin' all attempts Niggaz ain't pimps Tuggin' elbows, when you walk by Compliment you on your toes Heard all the cons now listen to the pros Knew you looked girl that's just the way it goes As if you didn't know; I saw you at the bar I'm leanin' on this Escalade, but it ain't my car When you gon' recognize I'm somethin' like a star My crib down the street, we ain't gotta go far I know I sound wrong, but I'm just bein' real No games, aim is to tell you how I feel Tryin' to cop a feel Me and you backseat, I just wanna chill If looks could kill, first name would be Bill [Chorus: Carlitta Durand] Out on a Friday night Fake smiles and flashing lights Where do all the lonely people go when the party's over? Everybody is your friend I hope this never ends Cause I don't know where lonely people go when the party's over (And the people go...) [Phonte:] The milk's gone bad, the bees flew South The honey's all gone and the birds talkin' 'bout They ain't hangin' out cause they gotta go to work One just had a daughter, one gotta go to church I think I need to work, on me cause it hurts To see every weekend eatin' all my paystub Always tryin' to impress these niggaz With expensive-ass liquor I don't even like the taste of I think it's sickening Things we do to see and be seen on the scene We seem to love it, so lost when the lights go off We sit and we often wonder what's the meaning of it It's like nobody want to live they life They just wanna re-enact the same scene every night Everybody's sellin' fantasies, no matter what the price Like I'll love you forever, but forever ends tonight This is the last call, for the jump off express All potential passengers please leave your pride and dignity in the parking lot And come holla at the nigga in the red '93 Civic One deluxe pass, on the jump off express gets you One meal at the 24 hour restaurant of your choice Followed by 15 minutes of passion on my momma futon Those with self-esteem need not apply [Chorus x2] [Outro] Shit! I think I'm just go on hit up this cookout on Capital Boulevard Go on get me a fancy, banana pudding shake, and a side of hush puppies Just call it a God damn night man, it's over
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