1.After Party
Lyricist：Marques Houston, Jerome Jones, Tony Mccashen, Rufus Moore
You ready？ What's up everybody？
Yeah, I'm Omarion
Who that？ It's the new sheriff in town
Young Rome
Welcome to my after party
Hope that you feeling naughty
Sexy how you move that body
Got me like 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
I got long chains, white tees and I drink from 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？
Now shorty got a young baller to floss wit
Don't touch the diamonds, you might get frost bit
I'm 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 let's 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, nigga, put cash up oh
Welcome to my after party
Hope that you feeling naughty
Sexy how you move that body
Got me like 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
Yeah ladies and gentlemen
I want y'all to put your hands together
Clap your hands, clap your hands
Clap, clap, clap your hands
After me there will be no replacement
Yo, 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 how was that our friend
In my driveway gettin' 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
Well I don't trip when the cristol spills, we got mo' pimp
Welcome to my after party
Hope that you feeling naughty
Sexy how you move that body
Got me like 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
Ladies, ladies and gentlemen
Let's 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
Mama mama game so sick call the doctor
Ring, quick, quick, quick
The DJ's 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 breath flippin' up they dress
Showing me flesh rubbin' my chest when I raise a cigar
'Cuz bottom line my after party don't start 'til tomorrow
Welcome to my after party
Hope that you feeling naughty
Sexy how you move that body
Got me like 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
Welcome to my after party
Hope that you feeling naughty
Sexy how you move that body
Got me like 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
2.Sexapade
Lyricist：Marques Houston, Jerome Jones, Brian Kurtain, Rufus Moore,
Tony Scott
Come jump in my escalade, I'm so drunk I forgot my name
All I wanna do is get laid, come join me in my sexapade
Come jump in my escalade, I'm so drunk I forgot my name
All I wanna do is get laid, come join me in my sexapade
Baby you beautiful you dress so provocative
But why the hell you gotta be so damn talkative
Your stories too long, your skirt is short
Your home girls makin' me dizzy smokin' them new ports
Now I been drinkin', me and Marques by the bar
And I hope the henny ain't makin' you look like superstar
'Cuz I ain't tryna wake up flippin' and mad
Wit a broad who resembles Donovan McNad
My homey black told me you was a dime plus
You smelled so good that you cleared his sinus
Lips so full keep my helmet shined up
Girl lets go somewhere nobody can find us
Cool what's your name again？ Jeremy, Jerrod, Jerome
All I know my last name is Jones
Girl believe me when I'm through with you
I guarantee you'll forget your name too, ooh
Come jump in my escalade, I'm so drunk I forgot my name
All I wanna do is get laid, come join me in my sexapade
Come jump in my escalade, I'm so drunk I forgot my name
All I wanna do is get laid, come join me in my sexapade
Your body's vicious, delicious momi blowin' me kisses
Girl I'm drunk and I see you high
And I ain't tryna drive and catch a DUI, uh ah
Back seat of my jeep, lets swing a episode
Hold up let the CD change and load
I'm 'bout to let you have it to Lenny Kravitz girl
Lets pretend this escalade seat is a craftmatic
I'm like a jack rabbit, hope you ain't asthmatic
Baby just drop your thong like a bad habit
We gonna have this ally smoking like a cookout
The big homey Vern got us covered, he the look out
Got my truck rockin' like monkeys fightin' in it
And after the back shots its time to go back in to V.I.P
Actin' as nothing happened, holla
Come jump in my escalade, I'm so drunk I forgot my name
All I wanna do is get laid, come join me in my sexapade
Come jump in my escalade, I'm so drunk I forgot my name
All I wanna do is get laid, come join me in my sexapade
Yo, yo I know you wanna hit it, get up in it and kill it
So you can run back and tell yo homies how we did it
My booty firm and chunky, I ride it like a donkey
Skeet skeet stop frontin' boy you know you want me
You wanna turn me out, turn me on, turn me over
Turn me into a freak and get me started like a motor
You know I can't stop let me get on top
My booty wiggle like jello on the real watch
Come jump in my escalade, I'm so drunk I forgot my name
All I wanna do is get laid, come join me in my sexapade
Come jump in my escalade, I'm so drunk I forgot my name
All I wanna do is get laid, come join me in my sexapade
3.Intro
Lyricist：Barbara Jean Gaskins, Paul Hendricks, Jerome Jones, Rufus
Moore, Michael Risko
Young Rome
1st album
I'm here now
Yo, yea
Let me get at y'all for a second
C'mon
Let's go
Yo, I spit like no other
I let my flow smotha
Cities and burrows I'm thorough
Rich but I'm so gutta
I'm so rookie you'd think I was satins advocate
I'm bad bruh bad as JLO so call me Affleck
Sick of dis sickle cell anemia
Platinum status so I treat hoes like they the media
I keep 'em off me no replies or comments
And haters can go out the same way that Saddam went
'Cuz you cannot hide and you cannot run
And most of you niggas will die by the gun
'Cuz rap is outta control
And everybody frontin' like they heart is as cold as the North
Pole
So this is why this LP was designed
To free your mind from you fakers
Be wrong if I cried
Talk about muttering locks in every soda crack rock
Young Rome says stop
Get yo mind right nigga
I'm here now
That's right
Yeah, I'm here now
I'm feelin' good niggas
I don't think y'all niggas heard me
I can't be stopped at this point
Check this
I'm here now and ain't no stopping me
And ain't no dropping me
Yo, niggas I'm here now
Fill me on this
Move out my way
It's my day today
My day today
I'm here now
TUG, ain't no stopping me
Young Rome
It's either all or nothing baby
I play dis game to win
Not to lose
Welcome
To Young Rome's life
Let's get 'em
Tech fade me out
It's time to stop playin' wit dese niggas
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