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Young Rome
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After Party
Lyricist:Marques Houston, Jerome Jones, Tony Mccashen, Rufus Moore
You ready? What's up everybody? Yeah, I'm Omarion Who that? It's the new sheriff in town Young Rome
Welcome to my after party Hope that you feeling naughty Sexy how you move that body Got me like whoa ah whoa ah whoa
Welcome to the after party Hope that you feeling naughty I'm leavin' here wit somebody So we can do it like whoa ah whoa ah whoa
I got long chains, white tees and I drink from the bottle Braids freshly twisted caressing a model 10 ton titan hey you looking exhausted Jeans saggin' she asked? Where's your ass? I lost it
Asking me how much my bracelet costed? Now shorty got a young baller to floss wit Don't touch the diamonds, you might get frost bit I'm looking at my chain might make you nauseous
I'm in a party crum crumaya dunka Let me stand behind you and look at your future Mami you look right so let's twurk On the dance floor all night and your blouse make it bounce
Girl are those cantaloupes or breasteses 'Cuz I'm a freak I got multiple fetishes You know hands down on the dance floor Ass up It's an after party, nigga, put cash up oh
Welcome to my after party Hope that you feeling naughty Sexy how you move that body Got me like whoa ah whoa ah whoa
Welcome to the after party Hope that you feeling naughty I'm leavin' here wit somebody So we can do it like whoa ah whoa ah whoa
Yeah ladies and gentlemen I want y'all to put your hands together Clap your hands, clap your hands Clap, clap, clap your hands
After me there will be no replacement Yo, what's that smell? My homie smoking in my basement Marques went up to my room with a freak He can use the bed just take off my sheets
Everybody left the club headed out to my castle I had to kick a dude out for being an asshole Cussin' at his broad drunk, loud, and staggerin' 'Cuz she was in my ear saying thing so flatterin' Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
But it didn't matter then how was that our friend In my driveway gettin' her number at her Benz Now I'm walking through my royal doors steppin' on my porcelain floor Looking at broads who don't like to wear draws
Everybody got their hands up 'cuz I'm a bad boy I throw live parties like Puff Daddy Rome, true payer for real Well I don't trip when the cristol spills, we got mo' pimp
Welcome to my after party Hope that you feeling naughty Sexy how you move that body Got me like whoa ah whoa ah whoa
Welcome to the after party Hope that you feeling naughty I'm leavin' here wit somebody So we can do it like whoa ah whoa ah whoa
Ladies, ladies and gentlemen Let's do it again y'all everybody Clap, clap your hands Clap, clap, clap your hands You know I sing, but you got me really want to rap Let me kick something
Mama mama game so sick call the doctor Ring, quick, quick, quick The DJ's bumpin' up in da club I got 2 freaks putting on a show in a hot tub
It's smeeling like bath and body works Liquor on my breath flippin' up they dress Showing me flesh rubbin' my chest when I raise a cigar 'Cuz bottom line my after party don't start 'til tomorrow
Welcome to my after party Hope that you feeling naughty Sexy how you move that body Got me like whoa ah whoa ah whoa
Welcome to the after party Hope that you feeling naughty I'm leavin' here wit somebody So we can do it like whoa ah whoa ah whoa
Welcome to my after party Hope that you feeling naughty Sexy how you move that body Got me like whoa ah whoa ah whoa
Welcome to the after party Hope that you feeling naughty I'm leavin here wit somebody So we can do it like whoa ah whoa ah whoa
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