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After Hourzzz

 

After Hourzzz

(Album: Somnia - 2020)


Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up

Ooh, after hour (Hahahaha)
Ooh, after hour
Ooh, after hour (Oh wow, dude)
Ooh, after hour

Clink, clink, woke up with a drink, ayy
Don't blink, looking for your boo, hide and seek, ayy
Roll that shit pronto, Kush O.J., Bronco
Pass that shit, Rondo, not your ho, my ho (Oh wow, dude)
Sh-sh-she, she bloom like a flower off that whiskey sour, umm
And she lit in Vegas in the Encore Tower, umm (Ah)
She know I can only lick it after showers, umm (Ah)
Keisha fucked Tommy and Belly and empowered
No, no, no, my eyes ain't low, that's just the way my eyes go
Fitbit, gon' work out at home, she squat this pole like cardio
Two-two-two wheel Bobby got her jumping, doing flips
Front flips, back flips, ooh, poor mattress
We just cracked a tablet, feeling Xantastic

Ooh, after hour (Hahahaha)
Ooh, after hour
Ooh, after hour (Oh wow, dude)
Ooh, after hour

The sun went down, your ho showed up
Do it in a circle like donuts
Thought she was sweet, I knew she was a freak
But hey, man, take one to know one
Party in the hills, party on pills
That's why she can't keep still
Niggas be fake, but the hate be real
Somebody tell these broke niggas, "Chill"
Ass on fake, but it feels so real, so fuck it, I'm still gon' drill
Says she on go and she gon' go ha-hard, yes, sir, I bet she will
I'm just tryna get in her bed
She just tryna get in my will
I'm rolling on two wheels
So, bitch, don't tell me, "Chill"
I don't drip, Bob just spills, she's tryna get a refill
Walls gotta get rebuilt
Looking for that nigga, he here
Tell her I hit it all night
And I was being so sincere
Said that she celibate, I know she sell a bit
Act like I never trick, she wants some evidence

Ooh (She been tryna smash since the Elements), after hour (Hahahaha)
Ooh, after hour
Ooh, after hour (Oh wow, dude)
Ooh, after hour

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