After Hours (feat. CJ)

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Don't know why they wanna test P for
Don't play no game no P4
Money over friends cah it means more
Straight to the cash no detour
Up and down in the block
Like a seesaw
I was with Sally by the seashore
Up and down in them Clio's
How do you think I afford them Dior's
Uh
It's a mazza
Come along away from a plasma
Them boy see money
And get gass up
Friend up and get into passa
Already know I'm not in the chit & the chatter
We slide and them boy get grab up
Make em run outta breath
Make em run outta breath like asthma
2021 Now yeah it's curtains
Don't make me duck him down in that german
Make him run outta breath for certain
On top of it my goons stay lurking
Try show them they still anit learning
Burn that bridge I don't need that burden
019 I burned that bridge
And all now that bridge stay burning
(Pussy)
They think it's food
When I say After Hours
I really did tours
I was serving no dinner lady
I had food in my trousers
I was moving through different houses
Had me feelin like Rupunzel
Dishing it straight from the tower
Real cash I make P by the hour
RR
Me and bro were lurking
Can I catch a boy and turn him
Bro slap it and burned him
He's lucky to still be walking
B.G in the movie
He directs like Stan-lee
I'm a born sinner in this life
Like Jekyll & Hyde
Two phones round me at all times
I breaking this packs like Ralph
I gotta make this paper
F*ck a hater
Slap two at your chest
Bro love the stove
In the kitchen I call him Jamie Oliver
We bless when we step
Cereal milk in my chest
If you warn sort it out
We can sort it out
F*ck the respect
PMafia that's sis
Hands on her that's hands on me
That's a long story
Reminder you can end up like
(How you mean)
(Pussy)
They think it's food
When I say After Hours
I really did tours
I was serving no dinner lady
I had food in my trousers
I was moving through different houses
Had me feelin like Rupunzel
Dishing it straight from the tower
Real cash I make P by the hour
RR
(Pussy)
They think it's food
When I say After Hours
I really did tours
I was serving no dinner lady
I had food in my trousers
I was moving through different houses
Had me feelin like Rupunzel
Dishing it straight from the tower
Real cash I make P by the hour
RR

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Written by: Porsha Lawrence

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