Young Rome - After Party lyrics

(Omarion talking:) You ready What's up everybody? Yeah, I'm Omarion Who that? It's the new sheriff in town Young Rome (Chorus:) Welcome to my after party (yeah) Hope that you feeling naughty Sexy how you roll that body Got me like (MH, T Scott) 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 Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah Young Rome Ok (Young Rome (1)) I got one arm in my tee-shirt Holding the bottle Braids freshly twisted Caressing a model 10-ton titan Hey, you looking exhausted Jeans saggin' she asked? Where's your a**? I lost it Asking me How much my bracelet costed? She finally got a young baller to floss wit Don't touch the diamonds You might get frostbit 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 lets 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 n***as put cash up, oh (Chorus:) (Omarion talking:) Yeah ladies and gentlemen I want y'all to put your hands together Clap your hands Clap your hands Clap, clap, clap your hands (Young Rome (2)) After me there will be no replacement 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 a**hole Cussin' at his broad Drunk, loud, and staggerin' Cuz she was in my ear Saying thing so flatterin' But it didn't matter then I was at my friend In my driveway Getting 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(yup) Cuz I'm a bad boy I throw live parties like Puff Daddy Rome, true payer for real I don't trip when the Cristol spills We got mo' pimp (Chorus:) (Omarion talking:) Lets 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 (Omarion Rap:) 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 breathe Flippin up they dress Showing me flesh Rubin on my chest When I raise a cigar Cuz bottom line My after party don't start til tomorrow (Chorus til fade)