AfterHours Lyrics

(Uhh Woahh Woahh Woahh)

What you holding out for

(Woahh Woahh Woahh)

What you holding back for

(Woahh Woahh Woahh)

Take what's theirs and make it ours, all ours

Bring it back and hold me down when it's after hours

Too many ho's look like a crowd it's getting hard to count

I get my smoke from out of town we're going to switch the pound

Walk in the function no pat down

Got me feeling like the smoke's allowed (huh)

Walk in the function these niggas the groupies

Like there's no girls around

Live like bachelor just what we're doing

We're bringing the boat around

I done heard the speech the talks the methods

We just need a working account

And she done peeped that seen that now she want a fucking birkin pouch

Bill it up where my weed at, she bad she a libra

I act like i need her, Valentines Day i don't need her

Thick she thicker than Trina

It's just my turn like i'm Tina

One stripe on my bitch like Adidas

On church road with Billz like i'm Nina

All black shades I feel like I'm Cena

(Uhh Woahh Woahh Woahh)

What you holding out for

(Woahh Woahh Woahh)

What you holding back for

(Woahh Woahh Woahh)

Take what's theirs and make it ours, all ours

Bring it back and hold me down when it's after hours

Too many ho's look like a crowd it's getting hard to count

I get my smoke from out of town we're going to switch the pound

Walk in the function no pat down

Got me feeling like the smoke's allowed (huh)