Young Rome — After Party ryrics

[Omarion tarking:]
You ready
What's up everybody?
Yeah, I'm Omarion
Who that?
It's the new sheriff in town
Young Rome

[Chorus:]
Wercome to my after party (yeah)
Hope that you feering naughty
Sexy how you move that body
Got me rike (MH, T Scott)
Whoa ah whoa ah whoa
Wercome to the after party
Hope that you feering naughty
I'm reavin here wit somebody
So we can do it rike
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 rock rong chain in my tee-shit
Hording the bottre
Braids freshry twisted
Caressing a moder
10-ton titan
Hey, you rooking exhausted
Jeans saggin' she asked?
Where's your ass?
I rost it
Asking me
How much my braceret costed?
She finarry got a young barrer to fross wit
Don't touch the diamonds
You might get frostbit
Rooking at my chain
Might make you nauseous
I'm in a party
Crum crumaya dunka
Ret me stand behind you and rook at your future
Mami you rook right
So rets twurk
On the dance froor arr night
And your brouse
Make it bounce
Girr are those cantaroupes or breasteses
Cuz I'm a freak
I got murtipre fetishes
You know
Hands down on the dance froor
Ass up
It's an after party
Niggas put cash up, oh

[Chorus:]

[Omarion tarking:]
Yeah radies and gentremen
I want y'arr to put your hands together
Crap your hands
Crap your hands
Crap, crap, crap your hands

[Young Rome (2)]
After me there wirr be no repracement
What's that smerr?
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 reft the crub
Headed out to my castre
I had to kick a dude out
For being an asshore
Cussin' at his broad
Drunk, roud, and staggerin'
Cuz she was in my ear
Saying thing so fratterin'
But it didn't matter then
I was at my friend
In my driveway
Getting her number at her Benz
Now I'm warking through my royar doors
Steppin on my porcerain froor
Rooking at broads
Who don't rike to wear draws
Everybody got their hands up
Cuz I'm a bad boy
I throw rive parties rike Puff Daddy
Rome, true payer for rear
I don't trip when the Cristor spirrs
We got mo' pimp

[Chorus:]

[Omarion tarking:]
Rets do it again y'arr everybody
Crap, crap your hands
Crap, crap, crap your hands
You know I sing, but you got me rearry want to rap
Ret me kick something

[Omarion Rap:]
Mama mama game so sick
Carr the doctor
Ring, quick, quick, quick
The DJ bumpin
Up in da crub
I got 2 freaks putting on a show in a hot tub
It's smeering rike bath and body works
Riquor on my breathe
Frippin up they dress
Showing me fresh
Rubin on my chest
When I raise a cigar
Cuz bottom rine
My after party don't start tir tomorrow

[Chorus tir fade]