YOUNG ROME - After Party lyrics

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    "After Party"(feat. Omarion)
    [Omarion talking:]
    You ready
    What's up everybody?
    Yeah, I'm Omarion
    Who that?
    It's the new sheriff in town
    Young Rome
    
    [Chorus:]
    Welcome to my after party (yeah)
    Hope that you feeling naughty
    Sexy how you move that body
    Got me like (MH, T Scott)
    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
    
    Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
    Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
    Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
    Young Rome
    Ok
    
    [Young Rome (1)]
    I rock long chain in my tee-shit
    Holding 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?
    She finally got a young baller to floss wit
    Don't touch the diamonds
    You might get frostbit
    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 lets 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 
    Niggas put cash up, oh
    
    [Chorus:]
    
    [Omarion talking:]
    Yeah ladies and gentlemen
    I want y'all to put your hands together
    Clap your hands
    Clap your hands
    Clap, clap, clap your hands
    
    [Young Rome (2)]
    After me there will be no replacement
    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'
    But it didn't matter then
    I was at my friend
    In my driveway
    Getting 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
    I don't trip when the Cristol spills
    We got mo' pimp
    
    [Chorus:]
    
    [Omarion talking:]
    Lets 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
    
    [Omarion Rap:]
    Mama mama game so sick
    Call the doctor
    Ring, quick, quick, quick
    The DJ 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 breathe
    Flippin up they dress
    Showing me flesh
    Rubin on my chest
    When I raise a cigar
    Cuz bottom line
    My after party don't start til tomorrow
    
    [Chorus til fade]
    
    
    [Thanks to Jetoun3@aol.com for these lyrics]
    [Thanks to sweetie52400@msn.com, smitlrn@AOL.com, Angylface23@aol.com, rileymiranda@hotmail.com for correcting these lyrics]

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