Lyrics:
You were lookin damn good
I was sweatin' at the after party
I told you to go with me
I wanted you to freak with me
Keep the message from your mama
free at last
We was up at the party but we was leavin' fast
Had to stop at 7-Eleven like I needed gas
I'm lyin', I needed condoms, don't look through
'bout to catch a feeling
Think I'm 'bout to bust a sweat
Ballin' with your sisters now
Finally hit the Swishers now
Used to sex to Jodeci
Party paint
then black
Out and relapse 'til I yack Jack Daniels and 'gnac (woo)
Burp bubbles, attitude's immaturin'
Double shot of Bacardi, party, vision is
heard her singing
[Chorus]
Who's going to take me home
After the show?
I'm feeling really lonely
And I've nowhere to go
Oh take me to your party
I'll hit you after the party I'm off ten raw shots of that Bacardi
I'll hit you after the party You ain't here to say stop so I'll take one
more
have a ball
She knows stars, I know that, she want cars
I want jets
She want to get eloped, but I don't know yet
Pick up my fur after sitting
Hanging in
back, got you open wide
I'll let you get a taste of me
It's going down in mystery
Well it's the microphone ripper, party-rockin' gift of gab
I hit
Silent weekend,
My baby she gave it to me
Silent weekend,
My baby she gave it to me.
She's actin' tough and hardy
She says it ain't my party
To the after party
Meet us at the after party
Everybody comin' through
Ain't nobody even knew
But we gather up the crew
To the after party
the window
We got the wally with my yardies we partyin'
'Cause, after the party it's the after-party and
(It feels good, yeah) it feels good to you (good
She saw the ragged edge of nowhere from a fast moving train
Watched the scenery fly by with a fever in her brain
Seemed like a good time
think different
I, I, I, I see
Why your heart's icy
Come baby, come, come try me
Who you gonna love if you run by me, oh?
(Ready?)
Too many
art
The pain and the suffering we put into music
It might be confusing to some of you
I'll do what I can, I'm pullin' through
After the party ends
how wild it gets
When a girl at the party when she backin' it
Now this girl dance freaky 'cause she passionate
If I ask for some chips, then she
how wild it gets
When a girl at the party when she backin' it
Now this girl dance freaky 'cause she passionate
If I ask for some chips, then she
down the bar
Tell me where's the after party at
We rollin' with the R
[Chorus: x2]
back when your skies are blue
Come back when it ain't rainin' on you
It ain't rainin' on you
After the storm rolls by
I'm hanging my heart out
hiking with Joe Spivey
He developed poison ivy
You remember Leonard Skinner
He got Ptomaine poisoning last night after dinner
All the counsellors
on them when they reached Miami Beach.
They got a hotel by the water, and a quart of Bombay Gin.
The road goes on forever and the party never ends.
Hey Mr party hey Mr party
Iphi’after party Iphi’after party
Ngi phet icard u tshwere card
Wen' uphet ucash wena utswere cash
Ngi phet ivodka u
hiking with Joe Spivey
He developed poison ivy
You remember Leonard Skinner
He got Ptomaine poisoning last night after dinner
All the counsellors
Goddamn right
it's a party every fucking night
Been there for about 6 weeks
walked by the freaks
look, black greeks
How the fuck ya figure
I dig ya me
of the great white way
Accepted by Manhattan's elite
In all the places that were chic
No party was complete without George
Along the boulevards he'd
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