Lyrics After Hours - George Young

Yea
Its Alright

First she pop a pill, then cop a feel while im steering
Girl you gotta chill, ain′t tryna kill us when im dippin
In designer heels, you got appeal and i feel it
Girl its hot in here, alot of thrills when im with you damn
It must be After Hours
She love them After Hours
Fuck with me After Hours

I like em with a wild side, when she drop it with her smile wide
Baddest bitch up out yo city, you the town prize
Kept some company and then she had to downsize
Such a fuckin queen, don't ever let yo crown hide
In them clubs where niggas say they never found brides (They lied)
Main attraction, you the type to make the crowd rise
Like them girls up on the pole, that shit death defying
They say when it′s raining Franklins, shit electrifying
I'm just a victim of the moment, got my system overloaded
Guess im sippin what you pourin
As far as body language, man these bitches more than poets
Got a nigga fighting Temptation they ain't here to see you, Otis
Have you ever fell in love under strobe lights?
Give a fuck what niggas thinking, what the hoes like?
Ask me who i thought i was? i told her your type
Fuck her good and take her out to go see Hov′s Wife

First she pop a pill, then cop a feel while im steering
Girl you gotta chill, ain′t tryna kill us when im dippin
In designer heels, you got appeal and i feel it
Girl its hot in here, alot of thrills when im with you damn
It must be After Hours
She love them After Hours
Fuck with me After Hours
I like em with a

Oooooo BITCH
I gotta go
Ugh uhn, ugh un i'm out of here
Girl the dick has called, i have to go
Bye Ya′ll
Be Careful

Get an adrenaline rush from your feminine touch
Money and time, feelin like im never spendin too much
Something divine, say it's mine when i′m pinning you up
Shit how you want it baby, tender or rough?
Cuz either way with me that's
And it make you feel