Bangladesh, Alley Boy, Fast Life, Future, CyHi - After Party lyrics

Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn

[Bangladesh, Alley Boy, Fast Life, Future, CyHi - After Party lyrics]

Every day an after party
Every day an after party
Every day an after party
Every day an after party

Champagne bottles, pretty girl, Moscato
Getting to the covers, no problem
Cut the yatta every day an after party
Every day an after party
Woke up this morning, thrown on the Louie's
Keep some cameras on me cause
My life is a movie it's epic
Every day an after party
Every day an after party

I play in the Caribbean
Swimming in them Benjamins
I was born flooding them
Now it's time to ride on them
Forgiato, skinny tire
Now it's time to emphasize
Make these niggas recognize I'm
A Steven Spielberg
I direct the way you react
The every single word
The studio my VIP, and I'm on that lean on me
And I got some Puerto Rican bitches
On their way to me
Plus a rock star spiked out, took a nigga fee

Yeah, every day an after party
In my Cardy's, rolling up a sack of Marley
Old school, I could've bought a black Ferrari
Blue diamonds, my jeweler tried to Avatar me
I got rich from the Knicks, you can ask Amari
Call me pimping king cause I know
How to mack a Barbie
And I don't got games, sorry that's Atari
I'm in the club fried, calamari
Y'all tryina get them M's
I'm tryina get a B
Something like that cat from Marcy
This should be illegal
Y'all gonna have to charge me
Threw a 'on yo bitch, call it grand larceny

Pockets don't ' Ellie don't do that swag shit
Bad bitch, digging to rich, big in the jersey
Blood money, big face spinning
Pussy we pass it
Hand cuffing, we dig 'em down
You niggas eat me these niggas look and say
Wanna see the Benz bitch?
Bugatti brought money but this ain't Puff
Bitch new wrist, get a new ho, new car
Get a new crib it's a movie, take a picture
It's epic the way that we live
700 for these LV's, wow
Many hoes that live low
We wearing Gucci and no foe
Wearing trues and no fine
It ain't the same as Levi
My nigga riding 20 20
You niggas stuck in '09
We getting money, nigga

I'm geeking, have you fucking faded
Celebrating constipated
Shitting on them bitch we made it
I'm kinda famous, my friends call stainless
Black on white hoes on my dick, cruise faces
My drink so potent, I'm always smoking
I pop one pill and I can't stop rolling
Cause this my party, she pop one molly
We fucked in the club, can't tell nobody
I'm on molly, she's the one to party
I don't want to fuck, the kind of a suck
4 4 nigga, I'm a town shorty
I never had shit and I'mma risk all 40
I bought the whole bar
But tell about the car
And you get done till you pop 10 bars

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