Jazz Lazer - Afterparty lyrics

rate me

(Verse)

Game tight, when I meet her I'ma hit her in the same night

'Specially if her boyfriend ain't right

I can tell, if ya was mine, ya was fine, ya was on my cell

All my niggas rep that, and if ya repping where ya from

Homie, I respect that

See I wanted her to throw it back at me so I can catch that

Or betta yet, I throw the D a hustle, she can fetch that

Yeah that, at the party going up, red cup, blue cup, doubled up

Getting faded, I don't even really get drunk

But fuck it we in the funk shit, roll sum' up

Bad bitch say where and she showing luv

Then she call sum' bad girls club

Anything ya want, put it on my tab

I'm just doing all the spending, ya can do the math

I'm a Sag', said she a Virgo, smoking ergo, sipping Merlot

She on my level, sophisticated, but let ya know that she from the ghetto

Ain't tryin' to settle, she want a real nigga from the ghetto

I be around, I hold ya down, I neva leggo

Ya do the same, ya do yo thing, ya sumething special

Ya know that? Hol' that, roll that

Diane light it, I'm about to throw an after party, y'all invited

(Chorus)

Are invited, all of the girls ya came wit

Are invited, only the niggas I fuck wit

Are invited, so turn up one time for me

I got bitches in the VIP

At my after party I party

At my after party I party

At my after party I party

At my after party I party

(Verse 2)

After party at the crib, a couple slit throats

Told her don't be asking questions girl, this ain't no interview

I'm really into ya, I think you're sumething else for real

Got sum' bottles and sum' wheels, get it jumping up in here

Heard yo man broke, while he don't got nothing up in there

When he sexing, heard ya feeling like it's nothing up in there

I could fill the void, I could fill the void

Let me drill it like we chilling up in Illinois

As far as joes girl I get them before they in the store

I'm tied to the dollar sign, see I'm paranoid

Tell me what ya want, what ya need, I can get it for ya

Ain't no going half wit ya, baby that's just square root

Square out, in my city I'm taking the mayor out

You're dealing wit the beast, it's like taking the bear out

Focused on the loot, I don't care what they're about

And all I do is gas, they calling me motor mouth

(Chorus)