Party After 2 (feat. Jeremih)

Hey, come here baby

I know you ain't tired

Whaa, what that mean, ay pour a drink

We gon party you with me

Homie bring that in

I got five sexy women plus some five star love in my house

And on the walls, got Gucci linen

My bartender keep the bottles poppin' all night, ni-ii-ght

Ni-ii-ght, ni-iiii-ght, niiiiight

All night

I pull up in that Maserati

Come inside baby its the after party

What you like, Ciroc? Or the dark Bacardi?

I got a couple dutch's rolled up

I don't see the hold up, like that, everybody growed up, we grown

My little chocolate thing, my butter pecan momma

My white girl is hot too and she like Obama

My little asian chick and my Jamaican girl

Wind on me, wind on me

Damn cause she love the...ha

My left hand is froze, high got me spillin' Rose

On her thousand dollar redbottom open toes

I be in the hood, but tonight I'm not

I got the party jumping off in my own spot

I got five sexy women plus some five star love in my house

And on the walls, got Gucci linen

My bartender keep the bottles poppin' all night, ni-ii-ght

Ni-ii-ght, ni-iiii-ght, niiiiight

All night

You're now listening to this lyrical Christening

Haters wan' be dissin' him casue their baby momma on me

I make the women horny, just the way that I am

D-Block, the way I look up in that black Lam'

Chain watch bezel iced out, God Damn!

Real, in the hood that's my fam

I do Patron shots, she like red wine

She looking at me like she ready for her bedtime

They call me Don Don, flow so ridiculous

I like 'em fat too, come here, are you ticklish?

Eat my like a liquorice, or better yet your favourite dish

You think I'm home by myself, hater remember this...

I got five sexy women plus some five star love in my house

And on the walls, got Gucci linen

My bartender keep the bottles poppin' all night, ni-ii-ght

Ni-ii-ght, ni-iiii-ght, niiiiight

All night

Cause we don't stop til it's gone

Stop til it's gone

So don't leave me, leave me

The E&J is burning my soul, stay up in the zone

Don't leave me, leave me

Oh-oh-okay, thinkin' 'bout you, blue lingerie

Quarter past 2, shawty swing my way

So hit the phone, you can tell it's on

I got five sexy women plus some five star love in my house

And on the walls, got Gucci linen

My bartender keep the bottles poppin' all night, ni-ii-ght

Ni-ii-ght, ni-iiii-ght, niiiiight

All night