Rye Rye - After Party lyrics
rate meMake that money honey,
Don’t let them make you into a dummy.
Make that money honey,
Don’t let them make you into a dummy.
Make that money honey,
Don’t let them make you into a dummy.
Make that money honey,
Don't let them make you into a dummy.
2 x
Radio night, hit the barman
And then change jam in the after party
And I jam at the after party,
And I jam jam at the after party.
Fuck a rich bitch, ain't got a Ferrari,
But I change jam at the after party.
And I jam at the after party,
I still jam at the after party.
I told a bitch to get buck,
What she’s doing that for,
Hatin' on me and my strut.
And y’all not getting much,
Givin' feedback cause you know that I don’t really give a fuck.
I can make that ass clap two ways, three ways,
I don’t give a he says she says.
Say it to your face, but I’m on a high-speed chase
For the money money money and the lock on your taste.
Lick it, lick it, lick it, lick me up,
Love me, love me, love me, love me long time, can you stick me up?
Oh boy, can you get it up?
Hey, do you like my guiddy up,
I heard you balling like guiddy, huh?
Well, I’m running my city, huh,
I got the miggy man watch behind me,
I ball so hard the motherfuckers can’t find me.
And I’m like, I got flavors, much a bunch of haters,
I got got flavors, much a bunch of haters,
I got flavors, much a bunch of haters,
Shit, I’m a player, I’m a heartbreaker.
I tap, tap bitch to the wall,
I'mma knock these girls to the floor.
Tap, tap bitch to the wall,
I'mma knock these girls to the floor.
I'mma knock these girls to the floor,
I'mma knock these girls to the floor,
I'mma knock these girls to the floor,
I'mma knock these girls to the floor.
Chilling with the boys, looking blunt,
Can I get the puff puff?
Sipping with my girls, getting drunk,
And, and I'm feeling my stuff like
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
Damn right, is better than yours,
Damn right, is better than hers,
I can teach you, me now watch me serve.
Make that money honey,
Don’t let them make you into a dummy.
Make that money honey,
Don’t let them make you into a dummy.
Until I said get back, get back, get back and run
Get back, get back, get back.
Get you, get you, get you the funs,
Get you, get you, get you the funs.
You better work,
You better work.
I’m too official, I’m too official, I’m too official,
I don’t even need a woos a whip the bitch with a pistol.
I’m the head hunter, but you're mookies in the middle,
And every time I step in the party I be the lights
I know you niggers in there they’re calling me their wives.
I gotta give this bitches mind to eye.
Ain't no stepping in my line light
Cause when I do it, I do it for real
Ain’t no cut, cuts, I do it for bills.
And I ain’t talk a cause, bitch,
I’m the life of the party, bitch.
Girls shake-shaking that jello, jello,
When everybody booty looking ghetto, ghetto.
Getting shaking like jello, jello,
When everybody booty looking ghetto ghetto.
Girl shaking that jello, jello,
When everybody booty looking ghetto, ghetto,
Shake-shaking that jello, jello,
When everybody booty looking ghetto, ghetto.
I can make that ass got two ways, three ways,
I don’t care what he says she says.
Say it to your face, but I’m on a high-speed chase
For the money money money and the lock on your taste.
Lick it, lick it, lick it, lick me up,
Love me, love me, love me, love me long time, can you stick me up?
Oh boy, can you get it up?
Hey, do you like my guiddy up,
I heard you balling like guiddy, huh?
Well, I’m running my city, huh,
I got the miggy man watch behind me,
I ball so hard the motherfuckers can’t find me.
And I’m like, I got flavors, much a bunch of haters,
I got got flavors, much a bunch of haters,
I got flavors, much a bunch of haters,
Shit, I’m a player, I’m a heartbreaker.
Tap, tap bitch to the wall,
I'mma knock these girls to the floor.
Tap, tap bitch to the wall,
I'mma knock these girls to the floor.
Tap, tap bitch to the wall,
I'mma knock these girls to the floor.
Thanks to Jan for correcting these lyrics
