Asa Adham - ABC lyrics

I check a text that my boy sent to my cellular device Of a flyer for a non-formal gathering, according to the fits This attire is driven event is ABC, that's right Anything But Clothes ... my mental mind clicks What will I wear? What will I wear? You gotta partake with the theme When my crew sound like they don't care I'm gonna come prepared You know what, I'm gonna be fly in my robe We start walking They be wearing swimsuits with clothes on top I make bystanders and the locals stop "Are you wearing anything underneath that?" local talks I reply, when I shouldn't and he precieved to be following So we speed up to the party of my dreams We arrive, the door boys asked if their was a theme? Deada** yeah ABC! I'm way too optimistic to even know We walk in, it's hard to take in Wait maybe the basement is different Oh no, oh no ... They can see my skin I shake in I see fully clothed outfits on top of these boys skin And scanning the perimeter the girls are pretty but similar Just a few ladies topless To be blatantly honest ... I'm dumbfounded The floor isn't crowded and I make eye contact with this girl It's the host, in a robe and a headband that is lined with pearls She approach and says along the words "Thank you for staying with the theme, You a real G" You are welcome Finally, some appreciation for what they see Moments pa** and the party gets alive Like Frankenstein's project The 2 Live Crew shows Also known as, two white boys wrapped in flags I respect the commitment to the theme Damn, can boys at least sag to get with the program Hardly any grinding here but girls hold hands I walked around and learned the whole places floor plans Then I hear "cops" in mutters that turns to full out screams Music shots off, this is my first time with this program sh**, my group, the three of us, lock ourselves in the bathroom This is when you play real a** hide 'n' sneak but you don't know the rules Lord, in those 15 minutes, the 3 of us prayed like we're really religious Didn't answer to the hardest 4 knocks of my hearing existence One of us were a little under the influence didn't know how to whisper He had to shut up Cause the cops were right in the kitchen Confronting the drunk off her hot a** host Black lady cop with a commanding voice Responding to a rant about Ferguson and having no ID Couldn't hear anything else I think we made a bad choice I think we made a bad choice! Shut up boy! The cop will hear you fam It get's quiet ... it get's quiet We hide instead of ran